In the year 1494 of the Sea Circle Calendar, on the fourth day of the month.
Rumble! Rumble!
"Dark clouds loom over the city, threatening to crush it..."
The hum of his skateboard gliding over the sea of clouds filled the air as Reg looked up and murmured to himself.
The sky seemed to have been pressed down by a colossal weight of lead... In an instant, a bolt of lightning split the heavens, followed by a deafening crash!
This was the towering cumulonimbus brought by the rainstorm over the White-White Sea... Its massive body rose like a mountain, even taking on the shape of an enormous pudding.
"I need to find shelter inside a natural Island Cloud as soon as possible..."
The downpour would start in a few minutes at most... Reg knew all too well that he was now ten thousand meters above the White-White Sea.
If he didn't seek shelter in advance, a single bolt of lightning striking nearby... The Sea Cloud's ability to conduct electricity would be enough to leave him gravely injured, or even kill him.
In this situation, he needed to find a natural Island Cloud large enough to hold him.
He could cut through its outer layer, hollow out a space inside, then use a Heat Dial to melt it into a suitable shelter. Unless lightning struck his hiding place directly... he would be safe.
Thud, thud~ Reg leaped off his skateboard and landed in front of an oval-shaped natural Island Cloud.
Chirp, chirp... The two heads poking out from his backpack let out impatient cries.
"Don't rush me... I'm not going to die. You two fly up first."
Reg took a dagger from his waist and stabbed it hard into the Island Cloud's outer layer. It made a springy sound, like jelly.