Father, Daughter, Grandson -Part 6

"Is it our turn?" Ming asked with a playful grin, his voice barely above a whisper. At that moment, he channelled his energy and whispered the word 'Wind.' Instantly, the Panda Silhouette he commanded responded, a wide grin spreading across its face as its single eye glowed a vibrant green.

In an instant, the ice around them shattered like glass, the shards swirling dramatically as they were swept up by the sudden change in the wind, all moving inexorably toward their target: Jin. 

With no other option left, he reached for his permanent talismans, calling it back with a sense of urgency with the exception of the only one he couldn't recall since it was the one controlling the rock formations. As layers of stone rose rapidly to shield him from the impending barrage, it became painfully clear that the manipulation of the wind was far beyond anything he had ever faced.