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With her movement, a loud thunder rumbled across the sky! People outside the door were still caught up in the emotion that Kailey's child had given them, and didn't notice this scene. They all looked out the window in shock until the thunder sounded. It didn't rain, so where did such a big thunder come from? Rumbling, some say it's like something crossing the tribulation. Indeed, during the tribulation, the little Water Dragon kept rolling in the thunder, dodging here and there!

That is how tense they are. “Mom, I’m scared,” Annie said, shaking in the embrace of her shuddering mother. And Theresa looked down at her daughter, tried to act calm, and replied, “It is okay, Annie. Hold on to mommy, okay?” They both waited for the person to enter the room. ‘I hope that’s you, Beth.’ Theresa prays under her breath. The lightning and thunder intensify as if heaven is prophesizing an inevitable future—a rather bleak one. Lightning flashes and thunder grumbles, like an observer watching a drama unfold while showing its expectations and great excitement. This sound and the clacking sound continued, and it did not make Martin any less tense.

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A VIVID SCENE OF VIOLENCE THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! There was no doubt about it. The God of lightning and thunder was furious as he cast down on the earth glorious streaks of lightning brightening the night's sky; it was like a brilliant camera flash as it struck repeatedly. The thunder rolled across the midnight sky; it was as if it demanded to crack the world in two. Thor was angry with the earth because of people like Harrison.

She did not have faith at that moment and was about to give up. Suddenly, Roy said with a voice that echoed in the air. It was like a god talking to the mortals. "You ignorant fool. Now do you feel real power? Feel the wrath of the Octa Thunder God." "Heavenly Thunder Domain, The Thunder of Destruction." The lightning on his body all went toward his thunder spear as he shouted. His thunder spear shined brightly as thunderous sounds resounded on the earth. A thick lightning bolt with countless mysterious runes shot at Wilbur.

Thud. It got louder and louder until the whole world was filled with it. Leon's heartbeat was steady and deep. Thud. Thud. Thud. It was like the sound of a war drum prior to a battle, or the thunder in the sky before a storm. Thud. Thud. Thud. I was charmed and hypnotized by it. It was full of ambition and encouragement. It was the rhythm of a powerful werewolf's life. Thud. Thud. Thud.

A bolt of lightning slammed in the air, scattered like a crackling cobweb to the sides and no longer stopped biting into space with a buzzing rumble. Winding flashes swept through the sky, wide, bright, deadly powerful. Vic peered into their instantly drawn and falling pattern and saw in it the raging doom. His enemies. Their enemies. The air trembled with stuffy tension, as if before an approaching thunderstorm. Only this was a deception, a natural thunderstorm is not capable of being so terrible and it does not originate on earth.

Rain slashed sideways across the summit compound as the storm hit in full. Thunder rolled in overlapping waves, loud enough to shake the windows in their frames. The halls buzzed with more than weather—the kind of static that comes when people sense a change in the air but don’t yet know its shape. Conversations dipped to whispers. Doors shut faster. Everyone moved like they were trying not to be seen.

And in that moment, a strong wind blew across, and a loud thunder banged the heavens. Yes, moon goddess. Yes.

I quickly tapped my fingers on my keys and copied his skill. "Now what," said Jonathan. "You get settled, and we'll get started." He nodded and headed inside. I took a glance at part two of the Emperor's Lighting style. It had another seven moves called thunder. It made sense that the first seven moves were lightning, and these were thunder. Can't have one without the other. The seven thunder moves weren't defensive skills but countering skills. It said that it needed to be used right after a lightning skill; it was indicated in each move's description.

He had been walking along a desolate road, with no shelter in sight, when the dark clouds gathered overhead, and the heavens roared with anger. The relentless downpour drenched him, and the wind howled through the trees, making each step feel like a battle against the elements. As the first flash of lightning streaked across the sky, Christian's heart raced, and he couldn't help but flinch at the sight. The deafening crack of thunder that followed seemed to reverberate through his very being, sending shivers down his spine. Fear gripped him as he continued to walk through the relentless storm, each subsequent lightning strike and thunderclap intensifying his anxiety.