The now floating island of Destiny City stayed high in the sky, out of sight as nothing more than another random cloud. Blake and everyone else were working hard on strengthening themselves. They had been developing new kinds of sky vehicles to use to go from the island to land and back. Blake had noticed that so far, the devils that were pouring out of the gates to the underworld were all staying on one continent. Luckily most of the settlements within his own country and the country to the north had already been sucked up by Blake into Destiny City. The issue was those who would get caught by the devils as they expanded southward. Once the new modes of transportation were created that used illusion magic to keep them hidden, he planned to start trying to save as many people as he could. The more he had that were willing to fight, the better.