(BAM)
Clouds gathered around, unleashing hefty clusters of lightning at the ground.
(ZZZTT)
Rain poured in torrents as the temperature continuously rose. A circular veil of clouds gathered at the melting mountain, with the golden shimmering light shining in the distance. The more they trudged around the craters, the greater the storms grew.
(It's just growing...)
The craters gradually inflated, unveiling an unfamiliar surface. Sleek in cold hues of gray, a few advanced devices gathered around, examining and analyzing their surroundings and the surface. Asahi and Grandpa were stuck in a predicament, unable and unfazed on what to do.
"Is that... the moon? Why is the moon... here?"
"Keep your damn mouth shut..." Grandpa whispered as the devices kept droning. "Let's just make it out alive. It can't be easy."
