Erik felt the support from Ven and nodded slightly, however he was unable to hear him with the wind whistling in his ears. He let out a cry of pain as the claws raked up his arm, shoulder, and some of his back. He quickly grabbed the body and forcing it free. He then removed all of the support of the wind and dropped, speeding towards the ground, the occasional gust slowing their descent. The last and final gust happened when he was somewhere between five and ten feet, nearly stopping the drop. Sometime in the air, he had twisted onto his back so the body was on his front and wouldn't impact the ground first. Then, he dropped the rest of the way, looking over his shoulder at the ground.