Was what had happened true? Did the city go up in flames like that! Missles, Bombs, Gunfire had leveld the city to half it's size. I shook my head. Senseless killing inraged me. I charged twaord the city at breakneck speed. I Could feel a small pocket of lava boiling under me. As i reached the remaining bits of the wall, I caused a uproar of lava. I stopped it below the 6 by 7 area of land under me. Steam built up. I kept the earth below me. Then I released. BLAM! The steam through me into the sky. At that very second a blast of light flew upwoard out of a hole in the city. I turned. Landing on the top of the city walls. I looked across the once great metropolis that now burned in the fires of injustice.
Who dare attack a neutral city. I thought. I felt a vibration under me. The wall was crumbling. I let out a yelp as I jumped off the edge. Wind whistled by as I plumeted downward. The fall would most likely kill me. I concentrated on the ground. A blast of concrete moved up. I gunted as I smashed into the ground. The pain was minimal. This much useage of my powers weakened me. The light shown brighter. I grinned. "Time for some air surfing." I used what little strength I had to knock away some of the rock used to hold me up. My legs were wobbly. But I could still stand. The concrete below me dismounted.
I was flying(not so gracefully)now! I managed to fly just right. Crashing through the sky was new to me. A grand new feeling. I needed to land. How to end this challanging delema. Unfortunatly no reply came. 12 meters till crash. 15 seconds to stop myself. Suddeny my rock slab I had used flew ahead of me I looked down suspended in the air. I slowly drifted down. Caried by a invisible vortex. I looked directly below. I could see people. One must have created the vortex that carried me down. Could it be? The diplomats!