Twenty-nine: Doom

The beyond

Lucian's pov

The storm was brewing immensely above me. Dark and heavy clouds gathered here by the portal. I was right when I thought I felt a brush of magic awhile ago. But nothing seemed to be happening on the portal itself.

I touched the hardened wall and nothing was different. Only the raging thunder and lightning gave way to something dangerous. Whatever could be happening outside?

I looked up and felt the first drop of rain. It was cold and wet. I couldn't help but gasp, it has been so long since I had experienced rain. Way too long.

Besides the storm there seemed to be nothing out of place. Perhaps this is temporary after all. I worried way too much. It's time to get back to Krista.

At the thought of her name I heard someone call to me. I turned my head and tried to listen. The rain poured heavily now and the thunder was louder than before.

"...cian! Lucian!"

Krista!

It has to be her.

But where?