There's only one sane choice, really : going farther possible from the ocean - and that mean up, never looking down.
"Bathias? could you let me take the lead?
- Still the glory-hoarder, eh?
- Well... More like I'd appreciate your trusted, strong arm to catch me if I fall...
- Brother Bathias is so well-liked even fabled Quiet Word, Heartpiercer, Rising Phoenix simps him.
- Jealous much? Really, we can do that face-swap elixir thing next time we go to Capital city..."
This cast a chilling spell over the whole assembly : all of you were at the Capital City. All of you are under the Empress' mandate, feeling like a curse. Boyd summons his white, long, elegant Crane Wings while Bathias rides his Flying Flame Board.
You? You try to follow by combining your Unlimited Rising Star Kick and your own weaker materialized wings. To your mutual surprise, you hold pace more than well, leaving behind skittering first stage scrambling around for dangerless freebies, leaving under the bulk of the cultivator aiming for the storm's heart.
Now, time to look closer at the skies...
>GETS Roll - everyone is entitled 1d100.
You can either roll for Storm affinity OR Spiritual Beast gets. Will keep best of each category; call before rolling