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IVAR TOOK IN THE WORLD AROUND HIM. THE GRASS TICKLED HIS FEET, AND THE LIGHT DRIZZLING RAIN OCCASIONALLY PATTERED INTO HIS EYES.
A STORM WAS BREWING. AND ALTHOUGH MANY WOULD BE SCARED, TO IVAR IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. TO HIM THIS WAS REALITY.
EVEN FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE LARGE CLEARING IT WOULD BE HARD TO MISS THE FLASH OF BLACK APPEAR FROM BEHIND THE SHADOWS.
IVAR WATCHED AS SHE MADE HER WAY TO HIM. HER FEET LIFTING HIGHER THAN USUAL WITH EVER STEP TO CONQUER THE TOWERING SHARDS OF GRASS.
ONCE SHE FINALLY REACHED HIM SHE TURNED, AND FACED THE STORM STANDING MEERLY A FOOT APART FROM HIM.
"YOU WON'T WANT TO MISS THIS ONE. I CAN FEEL IT'S POWER." SHE SPOKE AND IVAR HUMMED IN AGREEMENT.
THEY BOTH WATCHED AS THE FORKS OF DEADLY ENERGY FORGED FROM THE CLOUDS PLUNGED TO THE GROUND. A BANG SHORTLY FOLLOWED AFTER.
NEITHER IVAR OR THE GIRL MOVED AS THE RAIN SET IN. ONLY WATCHED FROM AFAR AS A CLOUD OF SMOKE AROSE FROM THE GROUND AND APPEARED THROUGH THE TREES. THE SOUNDS OF SCREAMS FILLING THE SILENT SKY.
