From how imposing Fenley's aura was, one would be torn into pieces if they were sucked into the vortex.

Everyone could only fearfully grasp onto any sturdy objects near them to prevent them from being sucked into the vortex.

"Fury of Wind God!" After gathering his energy, Fenley thrust out his palm.

The deity-like shadow behind him mirrored the same movement.

With a loud boom, the air seemed to have been split apart.

The majestic energy transformed into a massive palm shadow. It looked like