Gale could move around in the secret lair with a little pain, but he was ill at ease finding what was transpiring outside. First of all, the natural energy density was raised to a tremendous degree, easily competing against any spirit art holy land.
That was where the good things ended. The all-encompassing darkness seemed to bring rather a high discontentment among all the dwellers of this land. Wild beasts or spirit animals have been clamouring since it started. It didn't seem it would change any time soon.
Also, the higher energy density would affect the spirit beasts more than they could handle. Some of them might be able to handle it and advance to the next rank, but most of them would die soon at this rate. That's not a good thing for natural balance.
Somehow Gale felt himself being the culprit of all this. Well, he had brought down the storm, and also created the spatial detonation, which seemed to be the main catalysts of this change.
