The night was blasted with terrible wind, which blew on the castle's roof; there was little question that rain was on its way, but the goddess of rain may have been holding back the rain for a cause.

But for what purpose, Blade wondered, as he stood at his window, staring up at the sky, watching as the sky darkened, a peculiar feeling settled on his thoughts, something he couldn't put his hands on. Something seemed to be happening in a few hours.

His many years of life had ...