Lincoln cried out in agony and plummeted from mid-air.
"Watch this!"
Franklin leaped into the air.
He activated every electromagnetic coil on his body. The Lightning Rod Guide in his hand connected to the clouds.
A torrent of celestial lightning erupted from his body, forming a massive electrical net that enveloped the golden dragon.
But the golden dragon swept its tail toward him.
The tail was composed of countless patent barriers and monopoly contracts. It was heavy and hard.
CRACK! The dragon's tail swept past, and the Lightning Rod Guide in Franklin's hand was snapped in two.
Franklin coughed up blood as he was sent flying backward.
"Covering fire!"
Roosevelt violently yanked the control stick. The Gatling guns on either side of his wheelchair whirred to life, spitting long tongues of flame.
But the air around the golden dragon suddenly grew viscous.
It was a zone of market volatility, a product of over-financialization.
