(Remember: The recipient of the attack handles the end result!)
Using the torque gernerated by Shin bending him to turn the bend into a flip, Draven landed on his feet. Continuing to turn, Draven threw the half generated fireball straight at the ground, not so much intending to catch Shin in the blast but, to distract him, as a cloud of dust arose from the explosion in the already poor visibility of the weather. Additionally, he used the blast as spring board to rocket himself skyward. As he rose, the snow and hail clearly impeded him.
"How vexing!"
Reaching an altitude of 50 feet or so, Draven cupped both hands straight above his head. The aura of flame around him lifted, surging into a massive ball of crimson energy straight above him. Still looking skyward, draven fired the orb straight into the air like a cannon. The ball soared higher and higher into the clouds above until Draven finally motioned his arms to his sides, causing a massive red explosion high above the battlefield. The darkness of the storm was replaced by an eerie crimson glow as the clouds immediately above disintigrated into nothing. Draven had blasted a huge hole in the storm, the effect being a large area of calmness around the current location and storms all around in the distance.
Draven clenched his right fist.
"Whoeverso dares to interupt my battle with petty weather tricks should know I will have his head when I am finished here..."
Still floating above (aura-less) and quite irritated he had to use the energy he had stored to stop a storm, Draven folded his arms and surveyed the situation below. Shin stood almost directly below him. Nearby was Nex on the ground and another unfamilar figure stood by...
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Iduran whispered to the guard with the broken arm, who was leaning on the cave wall next to him.
"Did you hear that?"
(Perhaps Haraldur should come down and interact with some other characters, rather than trying to play god, heh...)
