The wind roared.
The turbulence of the upper atmosphere had now tangibly descended to the ground, with the howling wind sweeping through the metal wreckage crisscrossing the landscape, raising all sorts of eerie and terrifying sharp whistles. The incoming wind lacked direction, shifting left and right, weak and strong, like countless invisible hands ravaging the earth. Lighter metal fragments were blown off the highland above, whistling and drawing zigzagging parabolas as they smashed into the distance.
