Elysia kicked a rock down the pavement, a flying city is still just a city no matter what you call it or why it was built. There were still bad guys and good guys and people in between and there always would be. She noticed down one of the alleys near a recently robbed bank there appeared to be a fight of sorts. Some villains verses some heroes, noting new. She approached a man in a ridiculous hero outfit and an orange-haired girl. "So sorry to bother you but what is going on here?"