Here’s a quote from Edgedancer Chapter 1:
“She set her jaw and stood up. Wyndle was still talking, but she ignored him, instead taking off across the deserted field, running as fast as she could, startling grass. She reached the top of a small hill, then jumped and coated her feet with power. She started slipping immediately. The air. The air she pushed against when moving was holding her back. Lift hiss then coated her entire self in power. She sliced through the wind, turning sideways as she skidded down the side of the hill. Air slid off her, as if it couldn’t find her. Even the sunlight seemed to melt of her skin. She was between places, here but not. No air, no ground. Just pure motion, so fast that she reached grass before it had time to pull away, it’s touch brushed aside by her power.”