Sitting on a solidified black cloud, Ivona was enjoying herself quite a bit as the wind blew past her.
In the meantime, Michelle just lazily lay on her back, watching the sky above her. Nyxaroth was quite fast in the shape of a cloud, so soon, the thing seeming to be a thick storm cloud stopped above a city.
Michelle bent over the edge of the cloud and looked down at the city. She had never seen one like that. It was a blend of an old city from ancient times and a modern city with the best technologies.
It was very easy to discern where the rich and where the poor lived. There were two areas with tall buildings and big courtyards, and between them was a big plaza with a single tall building in the middle. On the periphery of the city were small houses and huts.
When Nyxaroth stopped in his tracks, Ivona came to Michelle and bent over the edge too.
"What a strange city..." she muttered.
Then, she started her analysis:
