The breath was taken from Merlin as they plummeted from the sky, and the young warlock placed all his strength in his legs in an attempt to keep from being ripped off the back of Kilgharrah. In the young warlock's arms Aithusa screamed delightfully, and upon Kilgharrah's encouragement Merlin lifted the child and let go.

Merlin felt his stomach floored to his feet as Kilgharrah swooped out of the dive. With a gasp, the warlock's breath was returned to him and Merlin suddenly felt like laughing.

Aithusa's excitement flowed into Merlin when the wind caught the child's outstretched wings.