Atma soared high over the city and saw nothing more than the occasional lone demon. They weren't really worth the effort of going down to dispatch them so he just let them be. Lunch time had rolled around already but hunger hadn't grasped him yet. Atma had never flown this long before and just glding on thermals wasn't all that hard or tiring to him. Flapping his wings was really the only way to tire him out when he was flying which made sense. After a moment Atma realized that landing after flying this long would probably be a different experience. Hopefully he wouldn't fall on his face in front of everyone as it may ruin his already low reputation with the recruits that didn't know him all that well. "I'll turn back in a few minutes," he said to himself as he continued his flight.