Meanwhile, Leo can only cling on, feeling the stomach dropping weightlessness of being airborne. For a moment the fear is still the loudest thing, and he keeps his eyes shut for a few moments, until it's clear they aren't falling.

Slowly, he blinks them open, turning his head to look down. The twisting landscape spreads out below them, the tower in the distance. But they're up in the air, where nothing can reach them.

His eyes widen, and he turns to look up at Donnie, in open awe. His wings can really fly like this?