Words To Against The Wind Novels & Stories

The weather angel exerted his strength even more, the wind was blowing very hard, until the fallen leaves were carried by the wind. His gusts were getting bigger and bigger. Like a hurricane, rolling up anything in the forest meant Orthus. The wind coils made Orthus swirl in the wind coils that Michael controlled.

Killan's voice boomed, a battle cry that resonated through the very soul of camp Meridio. His command was swiftly followed by Kenru's fierce shout. "Charge!" Kenru streaked forward with incredible velocity, leaving our formation in his wake. The gust of wind generated by his swift movement was solid. "Curse of the wind!" he bellowed, and a cyclonic blast enveloped the battlefield. Leaves, branches, grass, and sand were swept up in a furious tempest, directed towards the encircling warriors. Kenru harnessed the power of the wind, creating a maelstrom that disrupted the enemy's formation. The crowd of opponents staggered under the force of the gale, some even lifted momentarily from the ground

"I won't." Beyond, the wind howled through the vineyards like an evil spell. War arrived. But this time, they would not fight against it alone. Together, hand in hand, they would defeat it.

After I closed my eyes, a car behind me suddenly screeched to a halt. Nathan stepped out, holding an umbrella, and approached me. "Get in." The rain seemed to stop for a moment. I forced my eyes open and saw a pitch-black umbrella above me, and Nathan looking down at me, towering and calm. "No, I'm dirty." After refusing, I took a shaky breath and got to my feet, trying to walk past him. Nathan grabbed my arm and forced me into the car. When he met my calm, distant gaze, he instinctively looked away.

I belong to the city of Wind, Anemestiras, which was known for being the most silent and peaceful place among all the cities, but now it is the complete opposite. The whistling wind is now rough, as numerous tornadoes are accumulated from the dark skies. Everyone is already on their knees as they call all the names of the deities to ask for help. But based on what I see, even the deities of the upper realm cannot do anything about this. Not even my deity. It not that I underestimate my deity. It is just, the situation is beyond the control of anyone, that even the deities themselves cannot contain. The atmosphere is heavy as well, as the wind was blowing too harsh, making all the houses coll

The surrounding wind constantly poured into him as if wanting to fill him to bursting. This person was Philip, and numerous thoughts crossed his mind at this moment. “There are many types of wind, such as breeze, draft, gale, storm… “The wind is the rule, the law, and the path. “The wind can be as heavy as lead or light as a feather. “The power of the wind can make people relax but also make people mad.” As Philip’s mind continued to race, the surrounding wind element became gentler and more joyful while his comprehension of the wind element enhanced continuously.

(Livia) The merciless winds caused the enormous trees to crash and slap against each other like mountains coming down from a raging hell-pit angered by the vigorous storm. The wind gusts knife the piercing thorns of branches. Branded upon the colossal tree trunk was a single blinding vanishing moon hiding away in the clouds, which had cut through the immensely thick cloud and fog like a laser. Its source could vividly make out to be an inferior.

He must have been at a campaign sight when the video was released and had been attacked by the mob. She watched with a racing heart as Eagan took off his jacket, knowing he was seething inside. Rose didn't have to wait long for his anger to manifest. Eagan roared as soon as he got the dirty jacket off then he flung it across the room, his breathing harsh and heavy.

However, a gust of wind blew the last of her hopes away. She could only watch as her father’s ashes were blown away by the wind. No matter how desperately she tried to retain them, she could not keep hold of a single speck. That was her father! All that remained of him after he died was his ashes, but now she could not hold on to even that! She was furious, and she could not hold it back anymore. She stormed back to Sophia and slapped her with all her strength. “Sophia Song! Those were my father’s ashes! The last thing he left to me in this world! And now he’ll never rest in peace!”

Well, time for a long walk to my house in this freezing chilly breeze. The gravitational pull made it more difficult to walk through the breeze as what seemed to be a normal breeze when I was going towards my right turned out to be a very destructive wind now that I'm facing the direction it's coming from. Zac better have a reason for not answering when I called or I'll sell his soul to the devil.