The wind whispered through the shattered expanse of the Mountain Astro Station, carrying with it the scent of scorched earth and ruin. The tension in the air thickened, wrapping around everything like an unseen shackle. Lightning crackled and danced across the surrounding streaking the ground with silver veins, as though the air had finally consented to become a conductor for the storm's fury.
Seraphina, masking her frustration behind clenched fists, stood scattered alongside Kola and Theodric, each of them positioned cautiously around the primordial Rihno. Their breaths came ragged, the anticipation gnawing at their resolve, as all eyes shifted to Dunstan, awaiting the plan he had devised.
"Since it needs to see its target before it can launch a devastating strike," Dunstan began, his voice steady but edged with urgency. "We just need an existence beyond its sight."