“Violet!” Sloane shouts, but Kira’s beak closes softly around her pack, and she hoists her into the air as Cat scrambles to mount. They rush by on the left, making it through just before Solas’s claws come out swinging, his talons raking furrows into the stone of the cave. I hit the floor, pain flaring up my shoulders. There’s no pop as talons swipe over us, but something bites
