It was night.
The sun was already set, the clouds were dense, and these dense clouds were accompanied with… silence.
An unnerving silence that… made people feel that something was… wrong.
Kael was sitting on Igni's back, the expression on his face was… unreadable.
The Primordial Fire Dragon flew low under the dense, stormy clouds, his wings beating in a slow and controlled motion so that the wind would not scream around them.
The air around was bitter.
Snow dusted Igni's scales and melted in thin lines before freezing again.
Above them, dark clouds felt like a solid, living ceiling. Lightning flashed far away, silent for a small second before—
THUNDER
The strong thunder accompanied it.
The weblike lightning, accompanied with strong thunder, all behind the dense, stormy clouds—
It was… a fantasy-like sight.
Something any being would be awed by.
But Kael…
He didn't react.
