A cataclysmic boom shocks the sky.
At first, there is a rumble of thunder that strikes the air and a flash of lightning sparking down towards us as it shoot upwards from the ground. The light is so bright that for a moment I am forced to sway on the spot, blinded by its influence. But the others- whose instincts are much more honed to anticipate (and avoid) such things, do not suffer the same fate.
As quick as a flash, Valerian rushes forward, disappearing into mid air, in a flurry of dark pluming clouds and flickers of lilac flames. The impression of his form continues to render in the blackness of my mind as I search around for him, and then a moment later, he reappears, a white haired creature squirming in his grip.
