Senro had entered its rainy season.
Heavy black clouds surged across the sky like a tide. Thick forked lightning shuttled through them, and deafening thunder trampled the earth. Ash and the others had sensed something wrong the moment they set out. Diya and Vishy each activated miracles to break the weather, but the storm still arrived right on schedule. Highly corrosive black oily raindrops reshaped the earth like carving knives. Gale winds swept rotten mud and stone into the sky. Heaven and earth lost all meaning of distinction, and the entire world turned into a filthy quagmire.
Only that silver light piercing the dark night still stood like a lighthouse, holding up this tottering world.
Felix and Daedalus both followed behind Ash. Their saint domains were not enough to withstand this kind of ecosystem-ending weather phenomenon, so they had to hide beneath a half god's wings. Though no one had gone out of their way to explain it, the two saint domain artificers generally stayed with Ash. Part of it was because Ash excelled at healing and protection, but more of it was because—the others had no interest in protecting weaklings.
There was no need to mention Vishy; it was hard to imagine him protecting anyone. Vesir was not familiar with either of them, so naturally she would not pay them much mind. When Diya grew tense, her emotions easily became unstable, so she could only look after herself. Sonia actually had a decent relationship with them, but her combat style was to charge straight ahead and kill any enemy she saw. Once killing intent took hold, how could she possibly still look after others?
After thinking it over, only Ash, who held the center and coordinated the whole situation, could shelter them. Thus their flight formation was generally the