The stormy clouds were light-grey, and the thunders inside of them weren't visible to the eye of mere humans.
The sounds emitted by them remembered the roars of wild animals.
Apparently delicate to the touch, but the mortal danger someone incurred approaching them was clear to anyone.
This radical duality would leave awestruck any normal individual.
Hidden in this dark cumulonimbus though was a person all but normal.
The light of the Sun was forgotten in this mystical place, but light delicately surrounded him from all directions as an actor on stage.
Apparently unimpressed with the display of power, there was a tall man standing wearing a pink Hawaiian shirt.
''He still tries to impress others in this way, uh?! ''
His posture relaxed, his left hand on his waist, and the right one was picking at his nose.
