Lucas stood calmly as the storm raged above, the swirling clouds growing darker and more menacing with every passing second.
His smirk deepened, the corners of his lips curling upward with confidence as the storm's intensity reflected his imminent breakthrough to seven stars. The crackle of energy in the air was sharp, each bolt of lightning promising danger.
Sylra and Kaelor, still reeling from the chaos, narrowed their eyes as they watched the thunder strike down. At first, they assumed the storm was meant to harm them, but when the bolts veered toward the boy instead, realization dawned.
Kaelor's expression twisted in disbelief, his voice dropping to a stunned murmur. "This… this is his tribulation storm." His gaze locked on Lucas, the shock evident in his furrowed brows and clenched fists.
