3 a.m. on day 15 of the game.
The white Flower Dragon with ruby horns still circled above "Midsummer." The golden thunderstorm grew heavier, already covering a third of "Midsummer" and even drifting as far as the clock tower where Queque stood.
The types of weather over there were dwindling, which meant Star Sea Xunge had already begun trying to command the other Celestial Phenomenon Tribe members' magic elements.
Mountains Queque put up her hood to shelter herself from the rain overhead. Even her fine weather had been affected.
"Ready?"
Queque knew who it was without turning around. Mountains Xunge's voice was far too distinctive, carrying an intense sense of pressure. Sometimes, she even suspected it was some kind of sound-based attack skill.
Besides, she had sensed the weather of the people behind her.
For Celestial Phenomenon Tribe members whose control over magic elements had reached the pinnacle, a corresponding type of weather could actually be found for every living being's aura.
Right now, for example, Queque sensed hail and cold winds behind her, along with thick fog and unending gloomy rain.
Xunge, Mistblade, Maple Sugar.
She glanced back, confirming her judgment.
This was a little game only Mountains Queque knew about.
Even though these people's weather was always so awful, she never tired of it. Every correct guess made her happy for a little while.
In a good mood, she said, "Whenever you're ready. The four of us should be enough? Just how strong is she, for you to stop me from facing her alone?"
"Without using my Demon Talent or Demon Relics, I can't beat her. Even if I could win, I couldn't kill her. I need you."
With that, Mountains Xunge stood at the edge of the clock tower and met the gaze of the white Flower