A storm hit the palace, it was no ordinary storm that could easily be avoided but one that Zaredon had never seen before. In just three days the priestess of Zaredon was already in labor. Her child was coming with the storm.
It was coming for her, the child that was being born. The blood moon festival that went on even after the mortal curse was lifted had long been called off. The rains were hitting Zaredon destroying everything in its path and it shocked them.
It wasn't normal rain nor acid rain. It was the rain that seemed to have a mind of Its own and thinking capability. It was coming towards the palace while the priestess was busy giving birth. Elena held Erwin in her hands trying not to panic.
It wasn't every day that people got a chance to witness themselves being born or see the calamity that destroyed her family before her eyes. She needed to protect her family, her instincts drove her to fight for Zaredon.
