The slave spoke, the chains holding him still shook when he tried to examine his body.
Noah had his eyes glued on him, he tried to pick up as many details as he could before studying him more in-depth.
"Should I take care of the clouds?"
A voice reached his consciousness while he was busy watching the first hybrid, Noah moved his attention to the sky where the black clouds were still releasing lightning bolts aimed for the underground structure.
"Please, Elder."
Noah answered the voice through his mind and resumed observing the chained man, the slave had started to struggle when he realized that something about him had changed.
Meanwhile, Elder Ian flew in the sky in the direction of the clouds and waved his hand.
A blizzard was born next to the clouds, snow and shards of ice attacked the area filled by Heaven and Earth's will.
