Cloud had to get to the reactor to edit the infection before Shin-Ra got wind of the ecological meltdown and did something stupid. As he followed the Mako river fifty paces upstream, he realized with his demure size it would take too long by foot. That and he'd need to cross the river to the other side to reach the mako reactor anyway.

He stopped and concentrated. The feeling of bones breaking and shifting didn't bat an eyelash. The sounds of his skin ripping open on his back were soon drowned out by the wind's mighty roar, and as he flexed his wings, they spontaneously caught the gale's updraft; Cloud was instantly transported into the air. He flapped lightly and was blown higher; his direction meandering to and fro, but always headed toward the reactor.

As he looked down from the air to survey the damage, visibility was severely reduce to a white haze. He made out the faint glowing white that was the left mountain side and followed it upward as it narrowed to a point, and then sought the black blight of cold metal heading towards him as he started his descent down below.

Cloud impacted on the steel tower's landing, the grating bent but held firm. He was pleased to note the whole lower levels of the reactor were flooded with raging rapids. Regardless of their impending arrival, it would take Shin-Ra a good while before they got anywhere near the inside of the reactor. He smirked as the beginnings of a notion dawned on him.

The Planet was biding it's time.

And it would wait for as long as he needed it to.