"I agree with Twiz, besides, you are a lot bigger and wiser than us Cyrix, I'm sure you have far more experience than any of us." - Trod said, trying to cheer up things.
In the mainland, a small figure landed in the rocks near the shore. It is a small Flyer that began looking towards the island - "That has to be the place" - he tried to fly again, but his body was trembling from exhaustion. - "I am... so tired... but I must do it." - the kid gathered all the strenght he could and began flying again, and went to the island.