Whoosh!
The wind howled, and a powerful presence appeared.
"Human, this place is not for you. Leave now!" The voice echoed through the whole space.
Shieldback Dragon Turtle and Obsidian Wraith were terrified. They stood by George's side, watching the area carefully.
George knew, this was the God of the Hurricane.
He pointed at a big stone tablet ahead and asked, "You're the guardian of this Fundamental Power, right?"
"Yes," the God of the Hurricane said without hiding. "But you're not from the Skyforge Empire."
George tried to persuade him. "The Skyforge Empire has been gone for thousands of years. We don't even know if any of them survived. You won't be waiting forever. This Fundamental Power was meant to fight the demon race. Why not give it to me?"
"Human, I don't want to kill you. Leave now." The God of the Hurricane didn't want to talk. A strong wind blew, trying to pull George and his team away.
But their bodies stayed still.
