The wind howled for a while after brewing all afternoon, and eventually began to subside.
But the clouds accumulating in the sky grew heavier, lowering the air pressure and intensifying the moisture in the air. The wilderness cloaked in darkness echoed with the howls of wild beasts.
Soon, the thunder roared and lightning flashed, as if the heavens were pressing the shutter, illuminating the scene of life's prosperity over billions of years.
A few rain droplets the size of beans started to fall sparsely. The Japanese and "Size 45" barely completed the rain shelter, and without having time to add wood to the campfire, they rushed into the shelter to avoid the rain.
Watching the curtain of rain falling from the clouds, Chen Zhou ceased his observation and returned to the Mound to rejoin Paul.
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The two had only anticipated rain for the night but hadn't expected it to come so swiftly and with such force.
