Kyle flew upwards again and stopped near the World Ceiling.
'The wind here is pretty strong,' he thought as his hair kept slapping his face. 'Just what I want.'
The next moment, he summoned a green ball of Wind Ether in his hand and watched it.
He could control the ball so that it wouldn't disperse into the surroundings, but he actively deactivated that ability and watched as the Wind Ether slowly vanished.
The surrounding wind was absorbing part of the Wind Ether and became stronger.
One small gust of wind became bigger, which pushed on another gust of wind, which pushed on another gust of wind, and so on.
Since there was nothing but air and wind around Kyle, he could see how his little bit of Wind Ether had a huge impact on the wind in the distance.
'Wasn't there some kind of proverb about a butterfly's wings and a tornado? Or was that just about that time travel butterfly effect thing?'
