Hand Holding Lightning Bolt Novels & Stories

She looks up at me, then back to Theseus and the bolt coming her way. Putting one hand out beside her just in time for it to strike her, she allows the bolt of lightning to absorb into her palm much as Theseus had just taken it in his shoulder, and I'm shaken. Utterly wordless at the sight before my eyes. Does she have the power of lightning? I thought Zeus only allowed one holder to have that power. Everyone gasps, even the boy still holding onto the back of my t-shirt, as the sight before us sinks into our consciousness.

“AHHH!!!” I cried in rage as I slammed both my hands down on the demon’s lower nape, sending the lightning through-out its whole body, making it scream in agony. The lightning on my hand made a dazzling light, blinding my eyes as I scream and let my destructive mana flow on to my hands to double the damage my lightning is inflicting against the beast. But it seems it isn’t enough. Its hand flew and swats me away from its nape, sending me flying away from it. I expected I would land on the piles of wooden crates but I felt a pair of hands caught me before the impact.

Breadsticks in one hand, and yet he’s holding them in mid-air without handing them to me. I spot them as I scoop most onto my tray in a haphazard manner and move to take them from him when a lightning bolt strikes me out of the blue.