Rama blinked a few times, clearing the dust from his eyes. He was thrown several meters from where he had been standing due to the sudden blast of wind.
"My phone! My new phone!"
He immediately felt a surge of panic. How could he not panic when he had just been tossed around after buying a new phone? Especially a phone he had purchased with the hard-earned money he had risked his life for.
Fortunately, the phone was still intact and could be turned on. There was a slight crack on the upper left side of its casing, but that wasn't a big issue.
Rama let out a relieved sigh. Only then could he focus on the more pressing issue at hand.
"What the heck was that blast of wind?"
Rama glanced upward, in the direction the blast of wind had come from. Such a power couldn't possibly be natural. Someone had descended from the sky, using their magical abilities to unleash that wind.