As you ask him to take you to the cliff, Soul Reaver gives a crooked grin.

“Very well. Brace yourself…”

Soul Reaver places his hand on your shoulder, breathes some words in the language of magic, and before you know what has happened, your feet leave the ground and you are soaring in the air! Glimmering motes of red light whirl around you as you fly, clouds, sky and the occasional startled bird whipping past you. The wind tousles Soul Reaver’s hair as he flies at your side, a small smile on his face.

Eventually, your breathtaking journey ends and you land gently and safely on the lip of the cliff.