An ear flicks back, canted to take in Jiu's voice and curse, both apparently heard since a snort can likewise be heard over the wind. Jingyi ensured it was just that level of emphatic.
"Keep an eye on the rest, alert me if anyone falls I can't feel."
His warning, and he takes to the skies, the air around them thin as protection, but warmed to a normal sort of chill instead of the biting, marrow-freezing cold it was before. The impact of the winds lessens to a strong breeze, though the storm lessens not at all, Jingyi moving with its winds to decrease resistance, manipulating the elements as easily as he breathes.
Cutting directly through isn't working. He rides the larger spiral of the storm front they arrived in, curving around in a wide arc, then circling back as the wind circles, inevitable. The roar of it all dulls some with his protection, but still cries, and it is dark and white at the same time, blinding where he relies on a sense with no eyes or ears to guide him, and the storm worsens, worsens, bleeds, and then...
He breaks them free, soaring into the eye of the storm and all its foreign, creeping quiet. Coming swift to the ground, allowing passengers to disembark, where they meet the cold in full force once away from the bulk of his body.
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"Keep an eye on the rest, alert me if anyone falls I can't feel."
His warning, and he takes to the skies, the air around them thin as protection, but warmed to a normal sort of chill instead of the biting, marrow-freezing cold it was before. The impact of the winds lessens to a strong breeze, though the storm lessens not at all, Jingyi moving with its winds to decrease resistance, manipulating the elements as easily as he breathes.
Cutting directly through isn't working. He rides the larger spiral of the storm front they arrived in, curving around in a wide arc, then circling back as the wind circles, inevitable. The roar of it all dulls some with his protection, but still cries, and it is dark and white at the same time, blinding where he relies on a sense with no eyes or ears to guide him, and the storm worsens, worsens, bleeds, and then...
He breaks them free, soaring into the eye of the storm and all its foreign, creeping quiet. Coming swift to the ground, allowing passengers to disembark, where they meet the cold in full force once away from the bulk of his body.