The dark clouds rolled in, like puffs of smoke rushing out of a very old chimney, which had only been cleaned after a thousand years. Various colors, varied, from gray and green, then black, and also white that came from lightning.
"Oh no! This is not good!" Folcar forgot the carcass of the monster he had tragically torn apart, which was currently still at the tip of his black, jagged blade. Losing concentration due to being too stunned by the storm that was still ready to rage, Folcar gaped and didn't know what to do.
The flames on his body were still burning brightly, and soon the sword in his hand ignited because Folcar forgot that he had to do energy restraint on his own body. The barrier had finally collapsed, like a dam that had burst so that the water that should have been restrained had overflowed and flooded all over the place.
