Isaac was doing most of the work.
Roots as thick as trucks erupted from the ground, intertwining into shields that intercepted the falling lightning.
Each time a bolt struck, the roots blackened and cracked, mana bleeding out of them like smoke.
The lightning carried a mana drain effect. Anyone else would have collapsed within seconds.
Isaac didn't.
His mana pool was massive, absurdly so, and while the drain was noticeable, it wasn't enough to stop him. Not yet.
"Left side, pull back!" Isaac shouted through the earcomm. "That strike will soon start chaining."
Several awakeners barely managed to dive away as lightning struck the ground and then crawled outward, skimming across the surface like living veins of light.
Time passed in fragments.
Then the clouds began to part again.
Isaac noticed it instantly.
"Second Eye is going to appear! Everyone maintain distance from each other! Choirs, you too!"
His voice carried clearly through the earcomm, sharp and urgent.
