The rain poured down in torrents, washing over the enormous city. Many waterspouts stretched across the sea and pierced the clouds, while mist rose and spread everywhere.
Hurricanes whipped up raging tsunamis, and flashes of lightning illuminated the dark sky in an instant, turning night into day.
In the blink of an eye, Gelman was standing on the teleportation array in Deep Sea City. He looked around at the city, which had lain hidden beneath the sea for who knew how many years.
Seaweed, coral, barnacles, and sand covered the ground, but what was most abundant were the palaces, towers, courtyards, and stairways, all shaped in strange ways.
They were asymmetrical, yet arranged in an orderly fashion, piled up bit by bit, piece by piece, and twisted together into a towering ancient city that looked like a tornado.
A long staircase began at Gelman's feet and wound its way upward in a spiral, all the way to the very top of the city.
There stood an open platform, like an enormous umbrella blotting out the sky.
Gelman could hear repeated explosive booms where the heavens met the giant city. He couldn't tell whether they were peals of thunder or someone's roars.
He immediately stepped onto the wet staircase and, with a light push, spread Silver Wings behind him. Ignoring the spiral stairs, he flew straight toward the platform.
The higher Gelman flew, the more clearly he could see the state of Deep Sea City below.
Most of the city's buildings had been damaged. Some had been leveled, some shattered into pieces, and others pierced straight through in a line. The destruction came in all forms.
The platform at the highest point of Deep Sea City was not level, either. Cracks could be seen all over it.
When Gelman flew above