In Refuge Harbor, a piercing alarm sounded. Just moments ago the sky had been clear, but suddenly dark clouds had gathered, turning the dusky light into pitch darkness accompanied by flashes of lightning and roaring thunder, as fierce winds swept across the desert and the waters of the Nile River surged violently.
A storm was approaching.
Standing in Refuge Harbor, the Golden Divine Tree was ignited in a booming noise, a ghastly slash penetrating the ancient, thick trunk, with cracks oozing Thunder Scraps.
In the underground laboratory, tasked with maintaining the Tree of Life, the Celestial Beings froze in front of the control panel, displaying the rapidly declining Solar Energy; they rose hastily to fix it. Some rolled and crawled to repair the matrix, while others grabbed radios to call for help urgently.