"What's happening?" Azeus asked, striking into the clouds in the form of a pillar of orange lightning.
His presence immediately changed the scenery, turning the clouds from clear to stormy a second after his arrival.
The pillar of orange lightning dissipated and materialized into his tall bearded form, hovering above the clouds.
His clothes fluttered harshly in the wind and his hands were balled into fists. Orange electricity crackled from his tail to his arms, a sign that he was powering up and preparing to unleash a devastating strike at any moment.
Azeus's orange eyes scanned the sky, looking at his colleagues clashing fiercely with the intent to kill.
And Alexander had already joined, that was not good.
With his eyes, Azeus could see that both Jordan and Gabriel were avoiding Alexander, even though Alexander should technically be on Jordan's side.
Alexander's powers could not distinguish friend from foe and attacked everyone around him.
