The wind whipped around Mayhem and Quin and it was hard for him to keep himself level. He flew higher and closer to the bottom of the floating island. There the wind wasn't as bad and it wasn't tearing at them anymore. "Of course I know what I'm doing. I'm better then any human flyer."He said looking back over his shoulder at Quin. "Quin what would you say if I asked you to go back to that city with me and if the queen is dead try to make our own royal line?"