A Return To The Noble Path

Hot! The flames of the personification of drought are no joke!...They almost completely bypass my own resistance, Sun Wukong thought. 

Hopping away from the gathering spiral of midnight flames, Sun Wukong watched with his curious, celestial gaze the growing spectacle. 

Vritra's tattoos extended themselves across his body as did his scales; his tail lengthening as his yells grew deeper and higher in intensity. A gnawing pressure exuded itself upon the lifeless soil, crushing and cratering it as the roars continued to unleash. 

"What is he doing…?!"

"I don't know, but I can't even feel my cheeks anymore!"

Barely able to get his words out as the ferocious winds pelted against his cheeks, Manfred responded as he wrapped his arms around the trunk of a tree as an anchor. 

"Shouldn't we try to find Avdima?...We have to tell him what happened to Navigator…!"