Kat's eyes narrowed and her mind sped up as her shoes passed the warehouses lower roof limit. At this moment it was getting close to the point of no return. *I could maybe pull my feet back up but… I'm basically committed at this point.*
Kat started to lift the desk higher up, as far as she could, using her arms, Kat made sure that the desk was as high as she could make it. While this was happening though, Kat's wings were still working hard at moving her forward… but another, more immediate problem was becoming apparent.
Even if the desk was now above her head, stretching her arms to their limit, her wings were still in the strike zone. Quickly gauging the distance between the edge of the warehouse, and the length of her wings, Kat realised she certainly wasn't going to make it cleanly, and perhaps not at all.
