The stormy sky revealed strips of purple thunder pythons in the dark clouds, followed by low rumbling thunder.
Waves continuously crashed against the steep cliffs, sending up countless white splashes. In the flickering light, a secret stone gate appeared before them.
"This damn weather!"
On either side of the small stone gate stood two figures, both with a single horn protruding from their heads, belonging to an alien race. One appeared youthful, while the other had already stepped into middle age.
The young alien was completely soaked, seeing the thunderstorm approaching and the heavy rain imminent, he couldn't help but curse under his breath.
The other alien was indifferent to his companion's complaints, clearly used to it.
"I'm going to get something to eat first."
After a huge wave crashed, the middle-aged alien said.
"Hurry back, I'm hungry too."
The younger alien continued to complain, wishing only to end this painful work as soon as possible.
