Novel & Cerita Umbrella Flying

He followed and tried to see what would happen to his future. As I was trying this I felt something strange, as if something was preventing me from doing it. But I still can see something happening. I could see Flynn with Freeda, heavy rain was pouring down on the two of them because Flynn let go of the umbrella he was holding when he heard what Freeda said. I can't hear it so I don't know what's the reason why Flynn's tears started dripping on his face.

She got out of the car and locked the door. She had to wait for some vehicles that would take her to Hacienda Escobar. Over an hour had passed, and she was still staring blankly inside her car. Even though it was raining, there was nothing more she could do. She had an umbrella, but she screamed when the wind blew so hard that it flipped the umbrella inside out, and she almost broke her ribs in the process. She had no choice but to let it go. The umbrella flew off to who knows where, and she scrambled back into her car, but a series of honks made her look up.

Diana procured a cloth that covered Eric’s bag float over their heads as they ambled on the hot desert. “So cool, huh? We don’t need an umbrella… or a parasol. This though looks… primitive enough, right?” Diana said to no one in particular. “But at least this… the cloth is so wide and covers us all. The umbrella is just for one or two people. You couldn’t walk around using a big one because it would be so heavy to hold.” Elise smiled at her description of the umbrella. “Huh, you got a point there.” Eric snorted but agreed to the idea. “Their parasols though look grander than ours.”

"You hold it first. Don't get yourself wet." Rex took the umbrella and put it between his armpits. "I'll pick you up first." He opened his arms wide and his broad chest caused Wendy to suddenly feel a sense of security. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and jumped down. Wendy fell into a warm embrace and when she opened her eyes again, an umbrella had already appeared above her head, blocking all of the wind and rain in this universe, leaving behind only the throbbing heartbeats of the two young souls.

A bright red umbrella suddenly appeared in Fantasia’s hand. She threw the umbrella out, and it shattered all the energy chains around her body. The umbrella continued growing bigger. Drops of light like pollen fell on everyone. The drops of light took root and sprouted on everyone's bodies, growing branches and leaves. Everyone was shocked. Although there were many people with weird skills on this continent, this was the first time they encountered such an odd method. Those drops of light sprouted with their life energy.

“Whispers of Water!” It was a red oil-paper umbrella. As it unfurled, it formed a strong defensive barrier. Thud!

“There are flying needles on all the ribs, and the flying needles will fly out as long as you turn the surface of the umbrella gently! In addition, the surface of the umbrella is made out of nanomaterials which can withstand a lot of attacks aside from being waterproof and fireproof.” Orpheus explained, “Miss, I know that you’re not too fond of being in the limelight. So, this umbrella simply has a better-looking shape, but it will look like an ordinary umbrella to outsiders. In addition, the flying needles inside can only be triggered when you touch the handle, and no one else can do it.” This was really a weapon, and it required identity authentication, and could only be a weapon of value

I did not notice the wind. Then, slowly, I noticed something strange. The rain was no longer hitting the top of my head. I could still hear it falling on the ground around me. I could see the splashes on the pavement. But I was not getting any wetter. I lifted my head slowly. There was a black umbrella hovering right above me.

A moment later, a figure emerged. He unfurled a large, capable, black umbrella, its dome a haven against the downpour. And then, he walked towards her. Jessica found herself holding her breath. This wasn't just anyone stopping to help. This was... someone else entirely. It had to be someone sent by God to help her, because he looked like an angel.

Even so, it will provide shelter from the rain. Yukiya rushed into an abandoned house. The rain cloud that was about to dissipate became more ferocious again. It was still early in the afternoon, but the clouds made it look so dark that she thought it was night. She rested for an hour and started at her journey again. This time she drew on the enchantments in waterproof ink (I.e.) ink soaked in oil. The enchantment did not drip off so much. She was able to fly a long distance with this new crane before it too became a piece of paper.