It was like the harshest display of the four major seasons having a conflict in one place.
The graphite clouds came to sketch the world anew, to carve it with strong waters, tremors and catastrophic winds. To the left was the freezing cold and the opposite, the blazing heat.
Josie and Sage arrived eventually but it was already too late. Seth's darkness had destroyed the paradimentional transmitter so Soteria couldn't get to the other side no matter how hard she tried.
Hide tides came crashing through, eliminating anything that came in its way in this dense forestland. Josie and Sage were like ants scurrying around as she muttered a location spell and Sage tried to bend the waters.
"Is Seth the one that caused all these? B-But how? This is too much what could have made him lose control so much?"
