Wend – v: to direct one’s course: travel, proceed
The Sapphire Eagle darted ahead of me wending around each skyscraper with ease. I struggled to match her speed, but I managed to keep her in my sights, just barely. She took two sharp turn around a building at the edge of town, hoping to double back and shake me, but I saw her trick. I skidded to halt and shot off to intercept her. I poured everything I had into this last dash, determined to cut her off before she could disappear into the night sky.
I reached the intersection a hair ahead of her, but it was enough. We crashed into each other and before she could recover, I gripped the Sapphire Eagle by the shoulders.
“You’re good,” she panted, a hint of a laugh in her voice, “even if you are annoying.”
We floated in midair face to face and for the first time, I got a chance to look at my heroine up close. Her costume had always been dazzling during a daring rescue, but up close it was even more incredible. It was sleek and powerful, yet intricate and delicate; it was the perfect embodiment of the Sapphire Eagle herself. I marveled at the design until the she cleared her throat to regain my attention.
“Can I help you with something Ms.-”
“English. Isabel English” I supplied. “And yes, I want to offer my services as your sidekick.”