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If one could see the storm that had carried Azemo away, they would have been very impressed. The snow filled air currents swirled and moved at extreme speeds as the storm continued on its journey. 

Why such a fierce storm would suddenly start up was a mystery that probably had something to do with the disappearance of the black lily.

As for Azemo, it was difficult to see his small form in the massive swirls of snow and wind. It was like looking for a specific blade of grass in a tornado.

To call the winds cold was an understatement, but Azemo had already spent so much time in the freezing weather that he was not complaining.

The part that he was complaining about was the sheer power of the mighty air currents. It was a wonder that his body was not ripped apart as he was tossed around like a leaf in a hurricane.