Fire Streak came down nicely, making sure his wings took him into the right landing spot. "Come on, wings, don't overdo it." He grunted, trying the best he could not a single thing would be severely damaged from his wings.

Eventually, Fire Streak finally came down properly between the buildings, still the hooves shook the ground as they touched the surface.

"Entering another world where everything is smaller and tiny compared with my huge size." Fire Streak said, looking around the whole city which does make a difference.

Unbeknownst to him, humans are taking pictures with electronic devices, as he was just getting attention for the humans.

"Look, one of the Wonderbolts!" one photographer yelled out with excitement, pointing his finger at the giant pony. "Here's another shot!" He continued, taking another photo with his camera.

"Everyone, please, I'm not a Wonderbolt." Fire Streak told the humans, as he had retired from that job a long time ago.

The humans felt disappointed that he is not a Wonderbolt anymore, like others.

"Even if you aren't, you'd still be a huge and important stallion for this city!" the photographer told him, as he kept taking pictures on his camera.

"Thanks, I guess it means a lot." Fire Streak chuckled, accepting the photographer's offer, and then began his walk through the city, with the humans moving out his way, but vehicles have been crushed underneath his hooves.