The sky was covered by dark clouds, like a heavy curtain, concealing the night sky.
The fierce wind howled, akin to the cries of ghosts, with peals of thunder booming continuously across the firmament. Lightning veins spread across the dark night, and the brilliant lightning intermittently added flashes of brightness to the night.
The surrounding trees swayed wildly under the onslaught of the wind, emitting groans that suggested they could no longer bear the strain. The wooden substance within the bark continuously split as the torrential rain poured down like an overturning vessel, drenching the forest below.
At this moment, on a high peak within the mountain forest, a gigantic figure stood as steadfast as a mountain amidst the storm.
This enormous entity was none other than the Thunderous Roar.
