"You did it again," Vlad looked at Arad with a giggle, "What's that steam for?"
Arad took a deep breath, taking a stance with a clenched fist pulled to the back. The muscles on his shoulder and chest expanded as his thighs almost ripped his pants off, "Slowly!" He growled, the knuckles on his fist turning black as they opened to his void, pulling air in at a violent rate.
"GAH!" Vlad gasped, his body getting pulled toward Arad's fist.
CRACK! Vlad plunged his legs into the ground to resist the wind's pull, "What are you up to?"
The wind pull stopped, "Second come the push!" Arad swung his fist forward, unleashing all the air he sucked into his stomach at once. It was akin to a man swallowing air only to burp it back a second later, but at the scale, Arad was doing it through his fist. The result was devastating.