A loud thunder cracked the dark skies of Bastion City, gracing the ghostlike leaves dancing in the air to see light one more time.
The thick darkness behind the glass walls gleamed when a bolt of lightning flashed through the skies.
Wood-cracking sounds resonated the moment two of the lightning strikes hit the fig tree. Fire snaked from the root of the tree and caught up with the dried, dead leaves pointed toward Li Mei's window.
A long shadow stretched from the side of the bed and conquered half of the ceiling when the curtains frayed upward.
Sharp air, like a last exhale, flew out of the sunken center of the bed.
The blades of the Hi-no-Kami gleamed from the left side of the bed when they caught the flaming fig tree outside the window. The flames moved like hell screams in the golden drift shield when a gust of wind sent the curtain bar falling.
