CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Although Blizzard was screaming her head off, she couldn’t breathe. The whole world spun around her; she was falling head over heels through the air, her cape and hair whipping wildly about her, making her senses even more confused. The ground and sky kept changing places with each other, to the point where she sometimes thought she was falling up rather than down. She couldn’t concentrate long enough to use her powers; of course, it wasn’t like her ice powers would be of much use in breaking her fall. She couldn’t even reach her suit-up watch to call for help, though given how fast she fell, she doubted that even Bolt would be able to get there in time to save her.
Every glimpse of the street below showed Blizzard that she was getting closer and closer to smashing into
