Dark clouds gathered above the dark tower. A pressure as heavy as a mountain bore on Ved shaking his legs.
He looked up and waited. The clouds grew and spun above him forming a massive vortex that stretched beyond the island itself.
Every rank 5 being in the minor world looked up. The four kings of the sea including Ursela rose above the ocean and looked up.
Nimue looked at her husband Novak. " Dear, our tribulation clouds weren't this large were they?" Novak nodded, she continued, her voice laced with worry.
" Do you think he will be okay, he will not fall will he?" Novak answered without even looking at her.
" He's strong, stronger than both of us when we were his age, do not worry, the child will succeed, he has to."
Nimue nodded but she couldn't stop herself from worrying, she viewed herself as his adoptive mother, she would be really hurt if she lost him.
