The gale ran wild, howling as it swept backward. The sky was dark as lead, multicolored lightning flashing and rumbling within, filled with boundless fury. The sea stretched endlessly, with raging waves overturning. He-El appeared here. His limbs were long and slender, his naked body as perfect as a sculpture—fair and flawless, with sharply defined, powerful muscles. The wild wind tossed his black hair into disarray. He narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. It was boundless here; no border or object could be seen.