Col smiled and walked into the distance, and took flight, his figure flying about the city like a Vultar. "And how can one from the ground fight when they can't fly." He said and closed his eyes. A flash back ran through his head. One of pain and misery and a voice clear of thunder echoed through his head, the one of his father's. "You will never be great, you'll never be a proper human..." Col opening his eyes and smiled coldly. "But I am great, to many. But you were right about the rest though... at least I can say you were right once, before I Killed you."