Julius cursed.
"Yevian use wind magic on Ricky if you can. We need to get out of here."
Yevian had a rough grimace implanted into his face.
"No worries. White calamities shouldn't be aggressive creatures. All they do is eat and regurgitate what they eat. But it's better to be safe than sorry."
Yevian whipped out his wand.
"Wind Carpet."
Ricky's figure was woven into a construct of wind before being glided off.
Julius noticed the impressive speed that Ricky was being taken off at and knew exactly what had to be done.
"Yevian, can you make more for the rest of us?"
Yevian nodded with a smirk.
"Anytime."
He waved his wand thrice more. The lurking white Calamity looked down upon the human boys from far away.
"Wind Carpet."
"Wind Carpet."
"Wind Carpet."
The entire group was trailing away smoothly on wind carpets that flew through the air majestically.
