[ The war inside Ashton - instinct versus rational thought - was brief; a moment of hesitation as he turned to face the edge.
Instinct wins.
He plants his feet on the edge, leans down over, and then vaults forward with more force or speed than he's ever felt before. Yes, he learned a quick-step maneuver or two -- Dias always emphasized speed on his attacks, and footwork -- but this was almost like time stopped for the two of them, as he glides through the air after Saya. ]