Glas already had a plan in mind when it came time to launch. The landing strategy was important, it would almost define how successful you were. Landing close to someone would mean a partnership, far from anyone would be disastrous. As everyone took off she smirked before springing into the air. Her small lightframe allowed for a long range. 'What if I never land?' She though to herself. She could use her dust infused cape to allow her falling to slow at a rate where she could see the valley, making a mental map of possible locations of the temple. As long as she had a route, whether or not her stops were wrong, she would succeed.

It didn't take long for commotion to start stirring up in the forest. Glas could hear the Grimm echo above the trees. Her decent was rather slow and thank to this she was able to spot a small figure attempt to mount a large Nevermore. She shook her knowing whoever it was, wasn't going to be on it's back for long. Glas pulled out NeverLand in its panflute form, a form she liked to keep it for easy storage, especially since it's primary was twice her size. She started to play a simple tune, controlling strong gust of wind to propel her forward. She was headed for the Nevermore but kept her height low, she was still falling slowing but being pushed forward at a much faster rate, allowing her to cover a lot of ground.