The tribulation lightning took the shape of massive golden spears, and in the high heavens there was a faint impression of an eye that grew clearer as the third bolt fell, then the fourth, and the fifth.
Heat, shockwaves, sounds, and bright lights exploded across the surface of the ocean for hundreds of miles, and in the distance, I was sure that there were cities where even Arcanists were hiding their heads from the fury of the battle that was ongoing here.
The dragon's head was now a ruin of cracked bone and blackened scales, its many eyes flickering and dying one by one. The demon's voice was desperate, thrashing, trying to find a way out of the cage I was building around it with lightning.
"THIS IS NOT THE END, ELRIC! I have been inside you! I know your fear! I know your weakness!"
