"Rumble!"
A deafening peal of thunder echoed outside. Draven, who was sorting herbs, jolted in surprise and looked up out the window. The sky was pitch-black, with layers of dark clouds rolling in. Flashes of lightning flickered amidst the clouds.
He stared blankly for a moment, muttering, "The sky was just clear and blue; how is it about to rain so suddenly?"
Just as he was about to roll down the glass window, a panicked scream rang out from outside: "Draven! Get out of there quickly!"
Before Draven could react, a massive white tiger smashed through the door and rushed in. The white tiger bit his collar, tossed Draven onto its back, and then sprinted outside at full speed. He was scared half to death, lying flat on the tiger's back with his hands gripping tightly onto its fur.
The white tiger took a few agile leaps and very quickly distanced itself from the residential area.
