"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
In the northeast of Struggle Land, green forests under the pale lightning become eerie and frightful.
The land is covered with blue grass, pressed down by thick dark clouds; without light, these grasses have already started changing color.
The river flows in a ribbon, beside the river is a quaint small wooden house.
Above this small wooden house, various jagged bolts of lightning flash past, striking the ground nearby.
In front of the wooden house, a young beautiful woman stands there, facing the strange dark wind, gazing at the dim sky.
Both air pressure and cloud layers are so low that they seem one more push could destroy everything on the ground, a destructive energy sweeping through the air.
"It seems the sky is changing again." The beautiful woman mutters.
After speaking, she turns to go back inside.
The wooden house is simple, with no excessive decorations, yet it appears very clean.
