Even before he approached the storm, Prince Heng had already felt its terrifying power. The howling gale produced a sobbing noise, and red thunder incessantly flickered within it.
But at this time, Prince Heng had already steeled himself and plunged into it.
As soon as he entered the range of the storm, the enormous gale immediately made it difficult for him to maintain balance. His Dragonhawk, with a wingspan nearing ten meters, was like a kite with its strings cut, swaying precariously. The raging wind tossed the Dragonhawk erratically, just like a leaf in the wind.
Boom! A streak of crimson lightning exploded beside him.
Prince Heng shuddered with fright, nearly falling off the Dragonhawk.
He hastily sent a private message to Aidan.
Eternal King: Aidan, is it really safe?
Aidan: Relax, it's absolutely fine. Why would I lie to you?
Boom! Another Dragon Thunder exploded, this time closer.
