[UNAR]
Extreme thunderstorms.
A terrified Udrad.
An angry Zuhair.
An enraged Wynter team.
A confused Alanor.
A smiling Unar Stitt.
The morning that had been beautiful had suddenly changed and in the middle of it, was the woman that everyone had almost forgotten about.
The chaos was always Zuhair Merdel's signature, but this was a different kind of chaos. It was almost like she was being forced to do this. But then again that was impossible.
Zuhair Merdel only ever took orders from herself and if she was in a good mood, she would take orders from her sons. And yet even then, Alanor and Zaire hadn't given their Mom any order that would see the Midlands suffering like this.
The thunderstorms were intense and what shocked everyone even more, making them antsier than they had ever thought they would be, was the fact that everyone was at a standstill. No one could leave the arena, and yet there seemed to be danger.
Even the Wynter team weren't sure what this was.
