Moonlight quietly cascaded down, blanketing the hill behind the forest in a silver sheen. A gentle breeze rustled through the grass, and a swarm of Spirit Butterflies danced gracefully in the night. The sky was their stage, and the myriad stars their living backdrop.
Aiolos stared blankly at the scene around him, murmuring, "Such a complete display of the Power of Nature… The moon, stars, flowers, grass, trees, animals, rivers, mountains… Just what kind of Natural Power does this kid possess?"
