Believe In Me

Above them, the colossal sky of branches and verdant leaves shook violently in the storm that focused around Excalibur. 

"You wouldn't happen to have anything that can deal with that, do you?"

Ren forced his words out through the suffocating gathering of wind, barely holding himself in place as the sharp wind violently fiddled with his cloak. 

"...I was going to ask you that." 

Iris replied with an answer that left them both without any present options but to witness the birth of such vast magecraft. 

"...But, if it's a blast of wind, I might be able to stop it…! Hyperion: Protection!"

Placing her hands in front of herself, Iris shouted as she manifested a dense, golden shield of radiant magic between the violent wind and themselves. 

"Nice thinking!--Wait a second."