The dragon kept circling.
Ukai sat in front of them like a dark crown, its lanterns engulfed by a ring of dark cloud. The rest of the sky was just normal, flat grey - only the city was wrapped in that heavy cloud of black.
"Ok, that is NOT weather" Alan muttered.
His voice sounded small from inside the dragon's claw.
Raizen tightened his grip around Elin's waist, despite really not wanting to. The dragon rode a current, four wings spread wide, keeping them just outside the dark.
"What does it look like from there?" Elin asked.
"Like someone wrapped a blanket around the city" Alan answered. "Clouds don't hug platforms like this. They don't sit still."
Raizen squinted.
From here, he could see the upper platforms almost clearly, their shapes half blurred behind the black. Some lanterns still glowed faintly through it - weak, orange points swallowed by shadow.
No flicker of fire inside.
No smoke rising from below.
No lightning in the cloud itself.
