I woke up to the strong north wind battering my tent. The sky was covered with black storm clouds. It seemed to me that many Wutians heard a thunder for the first time. They were lying on the ground with their hands on their ears. 'We've brought storm to their lands,' said Glenn. 'They won't forgive us.'
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