Arcs of blue-colored lightning ran through the dark clouds gathering in the skies. Each time lightning flashed, thunder resounded, shaking the hearts of everyone. Darkness spirits emerged out from their hiding spots and gathered a bit closer to look at this heavenly phenomenon, their eyes gleaming in reverence despite their dislike to lightning attribute due to lightning being yang in nature.
Nightveil also appeared solemn, her eyes revering the heavenly will that was imposed upon her. The spirits felt something different from the humans did. That was a kind of familiarity to heaven's aura that birthed them from mere energy once upon a time before they were given life to by their father and mothers, their ancestors.
"I will pass this tribulation and ascend..."