The storm stilled, and so did time.
The wind, molecules, waves of the sea of liquid lightning, and lightning bolts stopped along with the flow of time in Zal'Zerael's Imperium.
Even Pamela with all the abilities she had, and Zal'Zerael, the one who stopped time, were frozen.
Despite Pamela's immensely powerful presence and her ability to manipulate runes, she was not able to shatter or circumvent Zal'Zerael's control over time because of how weak and injured she was.
For a moment, the howling winds and roaring thunder fell silent, and an unnatural calm spread across the Imperium. Then, the sky began to change.
Pamela's expression changed as she felt the coldest chill spread across her spine along with the cries of warning and horror from the runes around her and in her.
Her instincts screamed at her, and her body, spirit, soul, and entire existence screamed at her as she gazed at the sky above with wide, but determined eyes.