For four days he flew, fully aware that he could have been there instantly with his true form but there were rules and he only changed earlier because the moment dictated it. He was content to take things slow now that the others knew he was returning for he had no idea what they would do when seeing him again. During his little adventure he surveyed the landscape, a lot of things had changed. No more were there small towns and villages but mega-cities full of humans going about their meager existence. They were utterly disgusting and so appalling that he tried his best to avoid them. 

After two days of traveling he began to notice other startling things about this alien world. Large swaths of forest were destroyed, lakes and rivers were no longer fresh and drinkable, and the oceans were polluted and dying. How long had it been for the humans to have caused this much destruction? When he slept they were just beginning to learn how to write, not capable of destroying Earth and depleting its resources. Did the other gods not care for its survival or was he missing something else entirely? Amos was not sure.

Upon the fourth day he was nearing yet another city but this time it was heavily scarred with traces of divine energy, but all traces of Brontes were lingering and not fresh. Winter was here in this part of the world and he noticed his lack of clothing might seem odd as he only had on a loin cloth. He decided his best course of action was to land, so his wings disappeared and he fell. He left a rather large dent in the pavement as he landed in that dark alleyway and much to his displeasure two scrubby looking humans in rags had seen the whole thing. They looked at him indifferently and simply went back to eating their food, how odd. He began to walk in the direction of something familiar, dark but familiar.

He arrived at a some dirty looking building of some kind and upon opening the door he was met with several odd looks and the man behind the counter stated, "Ah hell, not another weirdo." Which was met with some laughter by the humans who had been drinking. He ignored the man and looked around the room, and there, in a dark corner of the room he found what he was looking for, Kyra. The one who scarred their mother was right there, sleeping.. Now to just get her attention then. He walked over to where the man behind the counter was, and grabbed him. "Oi what do you think you-" His sentence was cut short as he was thrown at the wall right next to her and hit with a sickening crunch. That out to wake her up.[@NarcissisticPotato]