Dark clouds rolled overhead as the winds picked up, bending the palm trees to the ground. Lee walked along the beach, leaving his mansion behind, barricaded against the coming hurricane. His soaked clothes clung to him like a desperate lover and the raindrops stabbed at his eyes as he looked out to the waves thrashing about in an impossibly huge sea of violence. Lightning scarred the sky and the unearthly thunder beat a path straight through Lee's ribcage.
He barely slowed his pace as the world rocked around him, his heart beating steady and sure, ready to face the oncoming storm. He'd fared worse, and nature was nothing compared to Heihachi's tutelage.