The Storm

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The storm that was brewing from the north was upon them, the winds it brought and havoc it wrought was drawing nearer day by day. The instruments hastily set up by the Machines have been working day and night, trying to measure, detect and calculate the storm as it came nearer the Machine territory.

The instruments were set up around various spots up north during the latest expedition ordered by Artemis. The expedition mapped the terrain, geography and other variables of the land to be an addition to the ever-expanding universal map being developed by the machines to further strengthen and improve the Machine's planning and coordination across vast distances.

Now, the instruments were writhing wildly. The bars were high and the measurements beyond anything they've ever seen. A normal storm system would have an eye on the centre and considerably large to cover a vast area, but the storm that the instruments were monitoring was different. There was an odd air to it. The storm was compact, winds spiralled so closely to its centre like a tornado but wide enough to be called a storm system.

The wind speed, however, although being confined and compacted, was astonishingly faster than what was predicted. A wind speed of 500kph, faster and stronger than most of the weather systems back on Earth, it was a monster, a little monster.

Further measurement by the instruments allowed the machines to map out its structure and width, it stretched for 20 kilometres, formed an eye but only an eye, the clouds around it looked more like a tornado. Due to the conflicting and staggering evidence that they were gaining and deciphering, it was safe to assume that the storm system was no ordinary system, rather, it was something made of magic.

Why?

Magic was detected, huge amounts of it.

The magic was being manipulated in a scale unlike anything they've learned or observed from, it was frightening to look at.

Probably created by a Saint Level Demigod.

The entire thing seemed to be maintained by the sheer amount of magical energy that surrounded it.
It is due to this did Artemis sent out a school of hundreds of Recon Drones to confirm the findings.

The instruments, were still experimental since Caitlyn was still gripping the basics of prewar technology and these weather instruments were the least of her priorities till now. The fleet took off at exactly 0220 hours. The fleet sped through the smoke and ash clouds and into the upper atmosphere to take footage and photographs of the storm from above.

At 0250 hours, the Recon Drones relayed the first photograph of a storm from another world. Due to its extraordinarily small size compared to normal systems, it was easily photographed and the crisp image was sent directly to Artemis who was enthralled by the magnificence of the world from above.

The storm looked menacing, dark and dead. Unlike other storms that exhibited the very forces of nature that they were powerless to stop, this storm system projected an aura of death and despair. Combined with the magic that flowed within it, Artemis was considering launching a powerful enough bomb in an attempt to disperse it but before he could, he must confirm everything he needs to confirm and learn everything he needs to know before he acts.

0320 hours, a school of recon drones descended from the upper atmosphere and maintained their distance from the storm that was about to cross into the peninsula. Using built-in instruments, they relayed more accurate data to the machines back at the hub. The data they relayed was more terrifying than what the instruments back on the ground relayed a few minutes ago.

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