Brave the storm

Erik helped Luna to her feet, while giving a dark glower to Garand.
"We need to move, an avalanche is near and moving fast."
Looking around, he did a quick head count before moving.
"Where is the old fool?"
A loud rumble answered the Jotun, mixed with crashes coming down the mountain.
"Damn my temper."
With the wall of snow and rock crashing down, the return of Kespin went unnoticed.
Holding a sparking shard of Sigrids axe, the lunatic once again donned the sober look of sanity.
"Odd, didn't expect the day to run off so soon."
Standing near the others, he held his hands up. Nothing happened until the avalanche swept over the group, plunging them into darkness. Not a single flake hit them, the storm washing over a magical barrier.
Kespin stood tall, the shard floating in front of him and glowing as he held the barrier.