Nadia's speed was nothing to joke about.
Because she had complete control over gravity, her flight wasn't simply flying—it was manipulation on a fundamental level.
She could use multiple points of focus in the ground to push herself upward, creating a constant upward force that made her float effortlessly.
Then she could use another set of points further away to pull herself forward, like invisible hooks dragging her through the sky. Push and pull at the same time, from all directions, allowing her to accelerate to supersonic speeds in seconds.
People on the ground couldn't see her. All they heard was a massive whoosh, a sudden burst of wind that rattled windows and knocked hats off heads, and then she was gone.
So it didn't take long for them to reach their destination.
It was a normal house on the northeastern edge of the city. Unremarkable. The kind of place you'd pass a hundred times without noticing.
But when Nadia descended into the neighborhood, people noticed her.
