Mana began to drain from within a two-mile radius around Aron, spiraling toward the heavens.
The clouds darkened, and thunder screamed as if the sky itself was in pain.
From every direction, lightning gathered into a single point above him.
Within moments, a ball of lightning formed, followed by another, and another.
It all happened so fast, within mere milliseconds, that before long, hundreds of thousands of lightning spheres illuminated the sky.
Aron, whose body had turned into living lightning, trembled violently.
Blood oozed from his eyes and ears, showing that the power he was controlling was far above his rank and too much for his body to bear.
"Cough...!" Aron spat out a mouthful of blood.
Even so, he gritted his teeth and stood firm as the thunderstorm raged.
More lightning spheres continued to appear without pause.
Jergenmay, realizing something was amiss, tried to stop whatever attack he was preparing.
