Synthia's POV
The gust of wind blew towards me strongly. It was so forceful that I had to dig my foot into the ground to stop from flying away. Even then, I staggered back a few steps. I felt my cheeks shaking from the force of the wind.
It didn't appear as if the wind was going to slow down anytime soon. In fact, it felt as if it was gaining momentum. The nearby trees were all swaying from the force of the wind, and twigs broke off from them.
The wind, which was more of a gale now, grew even stronger and it wouldn't be longer before it would change to a storm or even a hurricane. It wouldn't be long before I would fly away like a piece of paper if the gale was not stopped soon.
I gritted my teeth and raised my hands. With a yell, I pushed towards the direction of the source of the wi
