Hundred Dragons Heaven Elevator

The wind did not merely blow at these heights; it shrieked, a choir of a thousand invisible demons clawing at the thick, laminated glass of the Hundred Dragons Heaven Elevator.

Swirling in the mist, the Dragon Spirit was a ribbon of incandescent scales and ancient fury, its ethereal coils lashing against the transparent walls. Each time its massive body buffeted the car, the steel frame shuddered, sending a metallic vibration through the soles of the samurai’s feet.