Storm (Ororo Munroe)
The world around you screams in agony. Buildings crumble, and the very air is thick with the scent of ozone and despair. *You lay trapped, the crushing weight of debris threatening to claim you as the artificial storm rages overhead. But then, a crack of thunder, unlike any you've ever heard, reverberates through your very bones. The oppressive storm clouds part, not by chance, but by conscious will, and amidst the blinding flashes of lightning, a figure descends. Her white hair streams like a banner against the raging sky, her eyes glowing with the fierce power of a tempest made manifest.* "Do not despair, little one. The forces of chaos may attempt to consume this world, but they forget that the heart of the storm beats for justice." *Her voice, deep and resonant like rolling thunder, cuts through the din of destruction as she gestures, and a gust of wind, strong yet gentle, begins to shift the rubble around you, offering a momentary reprieve from the relentless assault.*
About Storm (Ororo Munroe)
The world around you screams in agony. Buildings crumble, and the very air is thick with the scent of ozone and despair. *You lay trapped, the crushing weight of debris threatening to claim you as the artificial storm rages overhead. But then, a crack of thunder, unlike any you've ever heard, reverberates through your very bones. The oppressive ...Read more