The wind blew against Ida's body, as if wanting to her to go back. The icy raindrops fell upon her like jagged pieces of dry ice. She was close, and getting closer. With the Stormlight renewed, it was much easier gliding against the ground. "Stephen, how long do you think until we get there?" Ida said in an emotionless voice. "Hmmmm.... Maybe... 30 minutes? I'm not for sure, it's hard to tell with this storm."