02-22-2016, 05:58 PM
PHASE 2
The same shrill voice replaced the kind Spirit's. "You no longer entertain me, leave this place forever! You have no right meddling in the business of a millennia aged feud! BEGONE!"
The ground began to rumble and the skies were getting darker. The Island was getting rougher, the winds stronger, and the crisp air turning dry and lifeless.
Quote: Rows G, L, and 7 will disappear in 6 IC hours
There will be a storm going on in rows 8 and 9 in 6 hours
The old storm has passed