Hua Xiong hopped on and the pair held onto Xiao Yin and Hei Yue tightly. With a single thought, Ming Yue urged the sword forward and they shot through the air.
"There they go..."
Captain Hai and his crew watched as they vanished into the storm.
Surrounded by wind and lightning, the scenery blurred as the group stuck close to the sword. Ming Yue tried her best the divert the winds but such a task was difficult when it was both everywhere and extremely powerful.
"Hold on! We're nearly there!"
In the few minutes they traveled, the Merciless Storm Peak was tens of times larger than when they were at the ship. The pressure from it was equally as terrifying but Ming Yue urged the sword of wind to move faster, pushing more of her energy into it. The longer they were in the air, the higher of a chance they would get struck down from the storm. If that were to occur, death was most certainly inevitable.
I know what some of you are thinking. Yes, this is like the undead with some extra flair.