The woman's curses echoed through the heavens, a palpable shift occurred in the fabric of the world around her. The purity and power of her emotions, fueled by a lifetime of suffering and injustice, lent a potent energy to her words, transforming them into a force to be reckoned with.
Dark clouds began to gather overhead, swirling and churning with an otherworldly intensity. The air crackled with tension as the storm of her wrath gathered strength, its fury unleashed upon the world with terrifying precision.
Suddenly, the clouds erupted into a symphony of weeping, their tears mingling with the roiling anger that pulsed through them. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, as though the very heavens themselves were rent asunder by the force of her curses.
And then, with a deafening roar, the lightning descended from the sky like the wrath of an avenging god, its jagged tendrils searing the earth with a ferocity that threatened to consume everything in its path.
