I wasn’t too sure about how it worked in the water, but I knew if I had attempted to create a cyclone in the air with Nat, it couldn’t happen. Or at least, not without a lot more build up. Moving air took time and distance. Maybe working from Nebraska with a good tailwind I could get enough mass moving to create a cyclone from scratch. I suspected the same was true for the water. Probably even longer because of how much mass water already had.
But me and Maddy, using the Frost power, it seemed like nothing. Somehow the combination of our powers led to something almost exponential, and it was hard not to like that kind of power.
Maybe that’s why Jack and Nat are so opposed to it. Power corrupts, etc.
Maddy swung us up, corkscrewing our way to the surface inside the waterspout. The spout surged sending millions of gallons into the eyewall of the giant hurricane. I had heard of hurricanes creating waterspouts, but nothing on this scale. The eyewall was too massive to be completely engulfed by the waterspout, but it swallowed a big chunk of it, disrupting the wind. And before we reached the top, I felt a chill coming from Maddy. The spout began crystallizing.
We burst out of the top of the spout, where I quickly formed a cloudboard for both of us. I swung us around to watch as the entire spout froze, like a movie special effect. It wouldn’t last, not with tropic temperatures, but with the eyewall disrupted and the convection current completely wrecked, the hurricane should begin to dissolve.
“We can fly without the board, you know,” Maddy said wryly.
“Oh, right. Habit.”