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I flew higher as my cloak took the shape of wings. They flapped a few times until they hit a tile and it moved aside. They picked me up and dropped my on my feet next to the jail cell. Now I had to focus on something, getting out of this jail until I had a new plan with Newt. My cloak took the form of wings again as I started flying down the hallways. I saw Newt and all of the others fighting off a group of nine or ten guards. Mountain wasn't in the group I noticed as I held up my scar.
"Back!" I screamed as my scar and cloak both glowed blew. All of the guards flew all the way down the hallway as I flew to Newt. "We need to go until we have a plan for another day." I said as Newt started making up his mind.

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