Chapter 59: The Enemy Of My Enemy . . .
Sakura
We plummeted out of the sky like a stone, the wind ripped at my hair and it quickly came free of the ring bun I had tied it in earlier. With a flex of my will, air mana ran through my body and fixed it back into a simple ponytail.
Sky bared his fangs, flared his hood, and pushed wind mana directly up at us, sl…