The Lost Lady [ON HOLD]

In the midst of the torrential rains and raging streaks of thunder, with the livid and billowing dark clouds entirely covering the sky above, a strange miasma of fog was formed, hovering and enveloping the surface of the river in great turmoil.

The sturdy, tall, and even ancient-old trees surrounding the river were all caught up in the surging and growling wind that was blowing harshly in all directions. They were like caterwauling children who were being punished for a mistake, but they didn't even have any idea what the mistake was all about. There were also some magical beasts ran for their lives, refusing to be drawn into the vortex of the storm.

Then, all of a sudden, in the midst of the raging storm, a lady in a floaty long cyan dress with a devastating beautiful appearance abruptly appeared in the mid-air out of nowhere, landing straight to the river with her behind crashing against a hard rock with a great force.

"Damn, I was lost once again!" The lady in cyan dress hissed with great annoyance. She swiftly stood, groaning while rubbing her aching behind, before disappearing in just a blink of an eye.

Before she left, she didn't even notice that the raging chaotic storm were all put to a halt in an unexplainable way. All was gone in just a snap, seemingly like an illusion.

However, above everything else, the lady didn't even notice that the seemingly hard rock where her behind found its way to crash against, was, as a matte of fact, not really a rock.

It was a being. A person. A mage. An utterly astonishing handsome mage with a physique and appearance that could make the women's jaws dropped successively and the men's knees go weak in reverence and fear of his exuding powerful aura and authority.

When the lost lady disappeared, she left the stunning handsome mage, who just experienced an unforeseen and very unusual event in his life, slightly gaping in great shock.

"I must find her!" he roared with a resolute and dangerous gleam in his eyes.