Chapter 152: The Tempest's Fury

The moment we stepped into the temple, the skies above Silverwood Falls darkened ominously. Thunder rumbled in the distance, growing louder and more menacing with each passing second. By the time we reached the temple’s inner sanctum, a full-blown tempest had descended upon the town.

Back in Silverwood Falls, the storm hit with brutal force. Gale-force winds tore through the streets, uprooting trees and ripping roofs from houses. Torrential rain turned the ground to mud, and lightning crackled across the sky, casting eerie, flickering light over the chaos. The storm was more than just a natural disaster; it was a supernatural onslaught, a manifestation of the dark omens we had feared.

Nathanial, though still weakened from his injuries, coordinated the defense efforts with Elijah and Leona. Werewolves and human residents alike banded together, their shared struggle against the elements forging an unspoken bond. Lila, with her formidable sorcery, summoned protective wards to shield the