Massive dark clouds coiled over Old Dunling, as if the entire sky had turned into an inverted funnel, pulling all the rain and clouds into the vortex, with occasional lightning flashing through, seemingly like a blazing white sun rising above the clouds.
The Reichenbach was like a solitary whale, helplessly navigating through the roaring sea of clouds. After a series of Lorenzo's designs and several explosions, this civilian airship was already having issues; its structure was slightly tilted. Fortunately, the massive balloon wasn't damaged yet, allowing it to rise like a leaf in the wind.
Inside the burning ballroom, the endless fire continued. The searing flames kept climbing, fueled by the falling oil, igniting the concealed ceiling pipelines. The wooden structures carbonized and fell away, revealing the red-hot skeleton beneath. The fire kept raging with no end in sight.
