Homer was eager to test out his new power.
"Sir Kurt a spar," he smiled.
"Yes."
Homer made his halo into a portal, he could move it around them as Sara could. But Murt recognized the place it was Tiffany's, Betsy's Fae.
"I should talk to her too," said Layla.
Kurt figured she would make her an angel as well since Betsy was there. And Tiffany would probably say yes immediately.
"There isn't much around this area, I figured it would be best to…keep it outside."
"Lead the way," said Kurt.
Homer had also learned to use a space for objects, especially his large sword. He was never unarmed.
Coming to a place far enough away in a meadow that used to be part of the wastelands.
"This seems fine for a little thing," said Homer.
"So you feel something."
"Yes sir," and Homer flapped his wings and gravity seemed to switch and pull, or fall Kurt towards him.
"Ohh that's different."
Homer moved and the habits changed as well. Kurt could see it now, it was coming from his wings.
