Within the white space, the flowing ash is visible. A thick dust swirls over the scorched earth.
Cough.
He coughed up blood from the situation. The whirlwind rising inside him caused blood to surge uncontrollably.
It was painful.
It felt like his insides were being torn apart and shredded.
He tried desperately to hold it in, but even that was not easy. He tried to clench his trembling hands.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Yeah sure author. Why not complicate the plot a bit more?