Thunder and light split the darkness in the night sky, illuminating the old tower and along with that, rain started to pour down the earth, sending chills to their spines.
Calleb draped a blanket over Raine's shoulder to keep her warm, while the other two guardian angels had fallen asleep on the couch, huddled together with a quilt around their bodies.
As Torak had ordered for them to be together with each other, they all stayed in one room. Even so, in this kind of weather and situation, no one wanted to go back to their room.
Meanwhile, Raphael added more logs in the fireplace and kept arranging them until they burned just right and Lana was laying flat on the rug, reading some book.
Calleb couldn't be more happy for both of them, though the fact Lana was a rogue still bothered him, but her scent eventually merged with Raphael's and now he could barely smell it from her. This helped him too.
