Storm of Providence

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With how huge that pillar of light was, it's more challenging to not see it instead of noticing it.

Everybody couldn't help but look at it; it's as if there's a strange force compelling them to witness this very moment, urging them to etch this sight in their memories and never forget about it.

As the light dimmed just a bit, a few people could make out a silhouette of an enormous eastern dragon. It was majestic, noble, and radiated a mystical prowess—one that's not easily understood. It's form was in between reality and illusion. It released a soft snort before lifting its head and opening its maws.

Roar!!!

A resounding roar shook the souls of all who heard it. This isn't a roar of rage or wrath. It's a roar brought forth by freedom, revival, and recovery. It contained excitement, happiness, and righteous fury.