The frenzied storm raged just beyond our reach, with air masses clashing at speeds exceeding a thousand kilometers per hour, producing a thunderous sound that could almost deafen a person at close range. Even though we sheltered behind the indestructible armor of the warship, with layers of sturdy barriers as a buffer, the tumultuous storm still caused our hearts to pound with fear. The supposedly unyielding alloy ground under our feet even seemed to tremble slightly.
Everyone inside the cave gathered together, standing as close to the walls as possible in the safest corner. Although the hurricane couldn't invade this uniquely shaped refuge, doing so seemed to bring a considerable sense of security. Moreover, with the lights in the cave still bright, everyone's emotions remained relatively stable.
"Crash—Scrape—"
