Author's POV
The wind ran as if it has been restrained for time out of mind and it was determined to outrun any chaser.
The sound of it was a strange song as if howling yearned for a melody.
The trees join in the unfolding scene, as if the change, though abrupt and startling, was as welcome as a surprise knock on the door.
Thunders and lighting continue to blast from the heavens above them, rain flooding the earth with water.
Multiple men awaited their arrival with the goal to get rid of them. They knew they'd be coming.
Blake reaches for his gun as Axeyl follows suit. Giyoon's men are expected to arrive here at any minute. So in the meantime, they should focus on keeping them busy.
Those were the thoughts spiraling Blake's head but turns out Axeyl had other things in mind.
