[Godstorm] Riding Out the Storm

[ngm_foes]

The Godstorm came at New York City, gathering other storms nearby to it. It wanted power Thor's little hammer couldn't easily undo. The Godstorm had underestimated the god once. If he showed up again, he would be ready. His reach was expansive. All along the Atlantic Coast, they felt his raging wrath. Even glancing touches from his circulating clouds brought damage.

There was warning he was coming, but Godstorm cared not one whit. He want right toward the harbor, using its funneling effect and the high tides from the moon to shove torrents of water into the megalopolis. He pushed on shore, making his way inland.

He was looking for something. Not that the small people trying to survive the hurricane coming ashore knew that. Their survival was not even a concern. He just pushed on land and spread his reach. He pushed his storm inland and the requisite flooding came with it. The winds howled and shards of glass broke off skyscrapers and added sharp damage to the mayhem.

Comments

[weapons_mistress]

"We'll find something better," Millicent assured. "Okay, I'll call you again when we get rid of this sod. Take care out there."

[alisa_lebeau_v3]

"Please tell me you got t'rough." Alisa asked, one muscular arm keeping the target held in place on her shoulder. "Dis guy reeks, an' I wanna get rid o' him as quickly as possible!"

[weapons_mistress]

"I did. We're in the clear. Let's be rid of this mess."