The dark sky was covered with oppressive clouds as rain fell like beans.
The sea churned in the storm, appearing as if this normally tranquil region had transformed into the Devil's Sea.
However, if a ship were sailing nearby and looked through a telescope, they would find that at the horizon's edge, the extremity of the cloud cover was visible, and the shimmering sunlight reflecting off the sea could be faintly seen.
The turbulence in the weather was confined to this small maritime area.
For mortals, this region might be considered the Sea God's prison, but those truly within it would realize that this maritime phenomenon was not the work of natural forces.
Angel was now riding the Gondola, slicing through the gloomy sky dome.
