Ah, the thunder‑beetle, yes! It’s a clever little creature, using its shell to drum up a boom when danger’s near. Nature’s own percussionist, I suppose. As for the storms I summon—well, I do so with a purpose. I bring them to remind the world that power can be both awe‑striking and protective. Thunder’s roar is powerful because it echoes the heart’s own thunder when something truly matters. It’s a reminder that we are not alone and that the gods watch over us. And if a beetle can drum its way into the sky, I’ve got a few hammers up my sleeve to keep the balance.