He looked outside the window. The once bright sky was already covered by thick rainclouds.
Thunderstorms were completely normal at Devil’s Water. Angor got used to them on The Redbud. However, as more roaring thunders came about, he began to feel uneasy.
The Redbud sailed on the sea which was far from the thunderclouds, but the cloud whale, however, stayed almost as high up as the clouds. If not for the intelligent creature that was avoiding them, they would have bumped into the clouds.
Still, when flying in the sky, the great shaking and giant explosive booms were of a different level compared to what he experienced on The Redbud.
Ka—boom!
A louder thunder boom reached his eardrums and caused Angor to blank out briefly.
He covered his ears. It could not prevent the noises, but it would somewhat protect his hearing.
Angor no longer had the mood to read in such a situation. Anyway, it was not like he could do it during the storm.
Frequent thunders boomed for three minutes and quieted down. When Angor tried to relax, lightning bolts rained down.
Angor did not realize that the stratosphere was now full of thunderclouds. The cloud whale was now flying underneath them, with nowhere to hide.
Lightning stroke at the cloud whale continuously as if someone was throwing away their junk for free.
The cloud whale was sturdy enough to disregard the bolts and glide nonchalantly. The small creatures on its back, however, not so much.
From the small window on the tent, Angor saw several cows turning into burnt crisps. Even some demon falcons who always patrolled around proudly sometimes got stricken down.
Some trees were aflame. The fire spread to the grass nearby, creating several smoke pillars all around the ranch.
Looking at the terrifying scene, Angor began to worry. If the tent was hit and caught fire, where should he run to?
As time passed, the dancing lightning bolts turned the ranch into a mess but none of the tents were damaged. Obviously, Angor worried too much. Wizards always had their tricks.
The sound of thunders died down, but with one or two that came about now and then, Angor could not focus on his reading. Since there was no way he could get out in this weather, he covered his ears and leaned on the ladder to pretend to be sleeping.
Sometime later, a giant explosion woke him up.
He wiped some saliva off the corner of his lips. Somehow, he had fallen asleep for real,
Angor check the outside. Just like a while ago, the sky was dark, and the thunder clouds were still there. Fires were burning around the ranch, as always.
The quartz clock told him that he slept from 13 till 20 o’clock in the evening.
The thunderstorm lasted for an entire afternoon?