"Master it is not like that! You are misunderstanding me." The space tried to explain but Gu Jin interrupted him,
"Am I?" Gu Jin's voice was icy, her aura growing darker with every word.
She could feel the pressure building in the air around her, the ominous black clouds thickening, swirling ominously overhead.
The space stammered in panic,
"M-Master, please! It's not like that! I didn't want to alarm you before you were ready—"
"Ready?" Gu Jin interrupted, her eyes flashing with anger.
"I'm standing here about to be struck by a necromancy tribulation, and you think now is the time to talk about 'ready'?"
The space fell silent, clearly realizing the futility of arguing.
Gu Jin could feel the storm gathering above her, dark energies swirling ominously as the tribulation prepared to descend.
"What type of tribulation is it?" Gu Jin asked even though she knew the answer.
"Lightning." The space replied.