C971 The Glory of Lo Chuan

The downpour showed no signs of letting up anytime soon.

Origin Mall buzzed with activity, with waves of excited cheers ebbing and flowing.

Through the misty curtain of rain, streams of water coalesced into human forms.

Elena shook her head, her pale gray hair cascading down like a waterfall.

Several sirens materialized and made their way into the bustling Origin Mall