Amidst that dangerous and ever volatile world of Ethereal, where the roaming winds of destiny blew ever wild, the spirits of Kai and comrades found themselves in the rare throes of a moment's tranquillity—a calm before a tempest rising on their horizon.
As they journeyed across the land, they felt the sense of tension in the atmosphere; a silent feeling of waiting for whatever was going to happen. The skies had cleared, and it seemed like the sun was at his meridian, radiating full force, but there remained something below the surface that never allowed them to feel at rest.
But in this silence was resilience to be found: Kai and their compañeros from experience. They would exchange old stories of war, laugh long and hard together, to keep a bond reinforced that holds them as a single force, ready to take on what adversity lay in store for them.
But fully awake in a way they hadn't been the night before, as they enjoyed the reprieve they were able to feel much more fully than they ever had because, in their understanding, the peace they now enjoyed was but temporary. The storm that brewed on the horizon was a constant reminder of the dangers that lurked just beyond the horizon, waiting to test their mettle and challenge their resolve.
And they prepared for whatever trials could be ahead, strengthening each other with the peaceful times of camaraderie and companionship they had spent together, for in the realm of Ethereal, the lull before the storm had given Kai and their companions preparedness for whatever might befall later on.