'The decision to empty the entire continent of humans and animals was the wise one,' Taranis murmured inwardly, his breath heavy as he tried to suppress the agony from the tribulation that had just destroyed a few of his bones. The lingering lightning on his scorched body was like bees stinging open wounds, causing intense pain that surged through him with every heartbeat.
Before long, the cloud in the sky had begun forming an empty inverted tornado, its vast funnel reaching down toward the earth. The lightnings thundered and danced in its central hollow.
