The Great Flood 2
The air hung heavy with anticipation, a pregnant pause before the heavens unleashed their fury. Michael, Lucifer, Lilith, Fang Hua, Gabriel, Uriel, Raphael, Sariel, Remiel, and Raguel stood in solemn silence, eyes fixed on the sky. The once blue expanse had darkened, morphing into a swirling maelstrom of black and gray, an ominous prelude to the storm that was about to descend upon the world.
Dark, billowing clouds amassed on the horizon, creeping steadily across the sky like an encroaching army. The sun, once brilliant and warming, was now obscured, its light dimmed to a mere suggestion of brightness behind the oppressive shroud. As the clouds thickened, a low rumble resonated through the air, a distant growl of thunder that seemed to shake the very foundation of the earth.