Salvia had woken up like most of the students there, eaten her breakfast quietly, shuffled along with the rest of the new arrivals when the announcement came to go to the cliffs. Once there she listened to Ospin's speech and readied herself. Godspear was in hand, and she was in her combat gear at this point. When the catapult launch sequence got to her, she added more force to it, using her Semblance, rocketing herself explosively over the trees which yawned below her. Wind rushed through her hair, and for a moment she was as free as a bird in flight. 

As gravity began to take hold, she touched on her Semblance again, using her aura to create a collumn of pure force, raw kinetic energy. Stiffening her body out, she made the point of origin at the soles of her feet, only about a foot or so wide, and released it like a massive bullet. She accelerated forward and toward the sky again like a rock kicked by a giant boot. Grunting a little with the G-forces, her face split into a sick grin. She was cutting through the wind now, and as she flew she snagged Godspear from her belt telescoping it out and thrusting it ahead of her to pierce the rush of air, giving her a little more of an aerodynamic edge. Rolling once, she spotted the top twigs and leaves of a tree coming up ahead. With a hard flick of her wrist, she shaved the top of the tree off, then spotting where she'd be close to coming down, Salvia created another column of force, this time originating from her and toward the ground which dented and cratered as an invisible fist slammed into it, bunching up in a pile at the end of the pylon of pressure. The play of forces back and forth slowed her down, until she seemed to slide to the ground like riding the top of a rail, then rolled forward and to her feet. Quickly sweeping her spear around her she waited for a few moments to see if anything revealed itself.