Lightning erupted from his body in uncontrolled discharge, golden electricity arcing across the throne room to strike walls and ceiling with force that shattered stone and created smoking craters.
Fire followed immediately after, orange flames bursting from his skin to consume the air around him in a sphere of heat that would have vaporized normal matter.
The throne room's tall windows exploded outward, unable to withstand the force of the released energy.
Glass rained down on demons working in the courtyard below, the shards glittering in afternoon light as creatures scattered to avoid the falling debris.
[Demonic Transformation: 25%]
Jack's screams continued, the sound carrying such raw agony that every demon on Floor 25 heard their master's suffering and froze in whatever tasks they'd been performing.
The bound creatures didn't rush to help or investigate.
They waited, their supernatural awareness recognizing that interrupting this process would be worse than useless.
