Edmond could feel the shaving cream drying on his hair, eyebrows and cheeks. This was not cool in any form. His shielding spell was protecting him from the wind, but it wasn't enough. The force of it was just too strong for his simple shield. The problem was that he wasn't too keen on casting stronger spells because he wasn't proficient enough to do them. The last thing Ed wanted was to fall of Taco. As he entered his third lap, Edmond braced himself for another round of gusty winds.