Oh geez. All the medals inside Caz seemed to lurch, plinking against each other once the Zouichi hit the throttle. Cazali was the lightest greeed by quite a bit, in part due to his wind/light affinity, so motion felt like it was going right through him. He immediately snapped his eyes closed, actually grateful for the helmet. Though to say the ride made him clam up abruptly would be a bit of an understatement.

The only reason his eighty-pound self didn't go flying off the cycle entirely was probably due to him using his own wind powers to counterbalance the speed. Or, he was trying to.