No matter how unsettled and agitated the world below was, there was always a calming peace beyond the sea of clouds.
In my eyes, clouds moved, formed, and changed shape in sync with their own slow rhythm. Just looking at them was sufficient to slow down the heartbeat and mind, the heart would be at peace, but the aggregation of the wind before the eyes was certainly out of control.
Above the throne high in the clouds, a raging cyclone aggregated into a dark vortex, from which the Lightning Fury was overflowing without a halt, and his roar was as resonant as the thunderstorm.
Yes, it was him, not it, the powerful Wind Elemental God, Camdian, the last member of the four great Elemental Gods, and also the youngest among them.
