Chapter 36
Since water couldn't fight it, then I suppose I'll fight fire with some lightning then…
The moment those words left his mouth, the sky that had just begun to clear twisted again. Black clouds gathered as if dragged together by invisible hands.
The heavens darkened once more. How many times had this happened already. Six times maybe. No one was counting anymore.
The clouds turned jet black, folding in on themselves, and then lightning began to gather.
Rumbling. Shaking the world with its unbridled might. Thunder roared through the air, deep and violent, and the experts felt their bodies tingle as their instincts screamed.
They didn't hesitate. They immediately distanced themselves from the prince. They weren't naive enough to think they would be safe just because they weren't his targets.
Ragnar's hand came down in a violent arc. His eyes burned, filled completely with lightning. Bolts struck down one after another, compressed, violent, carrying terrifying voltage.
