“Snowfall in the middle of springtime?” exclaimed some of the men as they looked up and millions of snowflakes fell from the clouds.
Veandra is looking above and wondered as the grey clouds are getting redder as if the red clouds are fighting against the grey for the space in the sky. She does not see but over those clouds, Alessandra is flying and channels all of Armanthe's power to create a storm. With all of his power, Eldric made his red cloud spread to stop the storm she is conjuring. He is on the rooftop of his palace and there is not much foothold as it slopes down. His bare feet with long nails kept him intact.
“Let me help you, brother!” shouted Vendric behind him.
“No!” denied Eldric. “Protect our family and people!”
“But-”
“Just go! I can handle this!”
Vendric sighed but
