Perched atop the little fort he made James waited as the torrents of wind approached. he tossed a few pellets at them and watched where they went. It wasn't an exact science but it was manageable. Anchoring himself down he barely managed to see the metal ball hurdling toward him. Bringing his hand up he destroyed most oh it but some slipped through his fingers and hit him in the shoulder. Were he not already held down he would have fallen for sure. It hurt like hell though.

The impact did make him reevaluate his plan though. It could potentially harm his teammates. He needed another option. The thrashing from the wind was making it a bit harder to think as well. He was a target and everyone could spot him right now. Bingo. The tornadoes turned dark and started throwing ash everywhere cutting visibility to mere feet. He might not be able to see, but neither could anyone else. Except Violet perhaps, now that there was a cloud cutting out the light.