The storm grew fiercer, like revenge that had been long brewing, descending from the heavens to cleanse the sins of this city.
Clearly, this rainy season came with extreme ferocity. Pale serpents of lightning traversed the rolling dark clouds, with each flash bringing blinding light to this dreary world, dispersing those steel leviathans, those beasts that never submerge, which fell one after another. Such terrifying thunderstorms were beyond the current strength of humanity to resist.
It seemed as if eerie laughter emanated from behind those dark clouds, indulging in the scattering of natural disasters.
The fleeting lightning was like camera flashes, illuminating the twisted city, and at the center of it all, the sharp spire still pointed skyward, solitary but indomitable.
