The skies had changed.
Above the Ancient Thunder Pond, there should have been nothing but a vast expanse of sky lit by artificial light sources, with no concept of sunny or rainy weather.
But on that day, the wild wind stirred, and lightning, like a pack of wolves waiting for their moment, continuously scanned with greedy eyes for targets to attack.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Within the thunder pond, the deep purple surface of the water began to swirl, turning into a terrifying vortex that seemed to devour any living thing that dared approach.
The normally disciplined mechanical Fond Spirits frantically fled without choosing their paths, no longer daring to come within half a step of the thunder pond.
"Alert! Alert!"
"Detecting powerful energy fluctuations, a life form is breaking through its boundaries, danger! Stay away! Immediately!"
