Silver was still in the middle of his strenuous evacuation frenzy when Professor Heldsworth's voice blared through the Howler's beak, catching him off guard.
The handsome slender hunter shot out of a shower of amber sparks, landing on his side and into a violent roll as though the speed of his teleportation sent him flying out of the spell with the same velocity it naturally took to cross the great distance.
Ignoring his unceremonious fall, he quickly got up to his feet, sand flying out of his long blonde hair(which, for once, he didn't care about.
Silver frantically looked around, fear pounding through his body. The whole chamber had come to a stop. The roaring twisters dotting the inside of the sandy pit seized and let the sand they carried tumble to the ground.
