The torrential rain poured down without mercy, instantly turning the central arena of the old amusement park into a thick, swirling bog of dark mud. Heavy, jagged flashes of lightning sliced through the pitch-black sky, illuminating the skeletal frames of the broken game stalls in brief, ghostly intervals. Thunder clapped directly overhead with a deafening roar that shook the very foundations of the decaying wooden platforms around them. Zeven stood completely frozen in the centre of the plaza, the icy rainwater streaming down his face as his eyes remained locked on the figure stepping out from behind the carousel. Rey held the glowing energy bow perfectly steady, his fingers clamped around the crackling blue string as the arrow hummed with a terrifying spiritual frequency.
"Stand down, R
