BOOOOOOOM
The first lightning strike descended like divine judgment on Damian's entire body.
It crashed into him with the force of collapsing mountains.
His body seized, every muscle locking simultaneously, his bones vibrating from the impact.
The lightning didn't just strike his flesh.
It tore through his soul, ripping into his consciousness with claws made of universal law.
[Will: 500 → 485]
The number flashed in his peripheral vision as agony beyond anything he'd ever experienced exploded through every fiber of his being.
His skin blistered and charred, smoke rising from his shoulders.
His mind felt like it was being torn apart from the inside, pieces of his consciousness shredded by energy.
'This...'
The thought came fragmented, barely coherent through the pain.
'This is just the first attack?'
His knees buckled, his body swaying but somehow still standing.
