Ana flew back to her dorm, changing into a black dress and black combat boots, along with purple tights. She HAD to wear SOMETHING colorful, otherwise she'd go crazy, and besides, purple was her color. She flew out of her dorm, enjoying the feeling of the wind against her face. She flew to the field adjacent to the Academy, exercising her wings. She did a few flips in the air, enjoying her wings' strength. She then decided to fly up as high as she could, soaring farther and farther upwards.