Boss thought that physics was a joke. That the laws of physics were relatively easy to break in this world. Since right now, Boss was holding onto a torrent of wind. Sure, it was giving him some problems. He was leaning back to accommodate for the sudden force; however, he still had his fingers gripped tightly around the edges of the twister.
His hands were engulfed in his brown Seed Power, and even though he could feel minor cuts forming on his palms, he was not letting go of the torrent of wind. Instead, Boss pushed back, slowly leaning forward until he was at a complete standstill once again. Boss then heaved the gush of wind over his shoulder and let it clash with a ruined building off in the distance. As it did, it tore through what remained of the building, ultimately bringing it down.
