He had her fly as high as she would, the mask of air and warm clothing enough to keep him, if not comfortable, then not suffering. He glanced over the side, and then looked for the two landmarks he had picked out, before nodding. "Yep, looks like it. If you will excuse me, this is my stop."<br/><br/>He ran down her back, past the majority of her wings, and then leapt off her side, a fierce grin on his face. "Soldiers, how do we go!? Head first, straight to hell!"<br/><br/>He then did a slow flip, and took the bullet position for skydiving, knowing that all he had was a homemade parachute and a lensing magic energy field between him and death. Also, a feather fall potion. It was gonna be fun.