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A Stone Giant shattered and fell after a few attacks. Bassan noticed it, so he chanted again. Spiritual energy surged within him and kicked up gusts of wind in the hall. Wilbur flipped open The Book of Sequence at that moment. A blinding chain of lightning bolts came out from it. Over a dozen undead creatures were wiped out with the huge roar of thunder. They were hit by a chain of lightning bolts. A few that survived sprinted toward Wilbur, but they were also slashed to bits by the thunder cleaver.

Right. Right. I thrust my hands out, storm surging, and for one terrifying heartbeat I saw through the vessel’s awareness Saw the angles it calculated, the path it projected, the way it measured us like a predator reading wind. And then I struck. Lightning tore from my palms, a bolt wide enough to split open the cavern roof. The vessel dodged. Of course it dodged. But it didn’t dodge fast enough. The bolt grazed its arm and silver bled into blue.

Lightning flew back to New York and found a seeding motel where no one would ever think to look for her. Once she had everything unpacked she got to work. Time was running out on her. She took out her computer and decided to pay back Percy with the same hand he dealt her by sicking the mobs after him. She revealed about him being the one who ordered the hit and where he could be found and sent it in a channel she was sure to reach the mobs. Mission accomplished Lightning got dressed and left to see her plan in play. She parked her rental a few blocks away from Dacorp building and watched. She smiled when the mobs arrived a few hours later and began to attack the facility. They were on a brut

he answered and returned back to reading the contents as he sat down on the edge of the bed. Elaina joined him too, sitting by his side and he continued translating what every line said: “Goddess of fire, who first breathed heat into stone, Sharpen our fangs and temper our wings. Let your fire burn fear from our hearts, And turn our enemies to ash before your light” After sometime, Drake paused when a thought struck him and he turned to Elaina and said, “Elaina, I think this book was stolen from your mother's possession” Elaina was perplexed and couldn't resist asking, “You think so? What made you draw such a conclusion?”

A purple flash of Ninth Light Divine Lightning started buzzing with electrical currents dancing in his palms. "Is that lightning? Why haven't you used it before?" Topher was astonished. Since Chase joined the Desolate Ancient Sect, he had never used any lightning attribute techniques. The Ninth Light Divine Lightning Chase was using was an upper supreme technique that emanated with Lightning Intent. It meant Chase had been enlightened by the Lightning Order of the Path. In other words, Chase was now enlightened in fourteen Order of the Path Intents. "Oh, lightning. I forgot about it." Chase smiled as if he had just remembered it.

"Naomi wants deep-dish pizza. Let’s leave early tomorrow." I shut the laptop and headed back to my room. The second I pushed open the door, an overpoweringly sweet perfume hit me in the face. My princess-style bedroom had been turned into a bunk bed setup. The desk that used to hold all my academic trophies was now covered in Naomi Gibson’s lipstick, foundation bottles, and half a box of leaking strawberries. This room had stopped belonging to me a long time ago. I climbed onto the top bunk and froze when I saw my pillow. That day came crashing back into my mind all over again. Cameron Morrow had ripped Naomi’s exam admission ticket out from inside my pillowcase and hurled it straight at my

“Why aren’t they dead?” The area lights up with a deafening crack as a bolt of lightning strikes at the rocks. I push the strands of hair from Lyric's face, looking at my little thief. I could tell she was suddenly scared. Another crack of lightning strikes closer, and my hair stands on end. “Stay close,” I tell her as I drum up that pulsing force, bringing it to the surface. Thunder rumbles above us once more and I know the lightning is coming, I can almost feel it. I let myself open up, Duke coming to the surface as I begin to partially shift. ‘Call to it, will it.’ My wolf whispers within.

It was a pair of dragon wings, burning red. As the flow of the lightning reached Leila’s left palm, both Leila and Thorn felt a strange and immense resistance. Something wasn’t right. Leila’s left hand suddenly became scorching hot, the red dust in her palm moving violently. As a fierce bolt of lightning flashed across the open air, the goddess suddenly disappeared. Lightning struck the five flaming pillars, and all of them were split down the middle. A sharp pain assaulted Leila’s forehead, as if the lava itself was burrowing through her skull. The unfinished sigil had vanished. She lost consciousness at once. As she drifted away, she thought she heard a raven cawing beside her ear.

With a deafening crack, the stone split open. And beyond was darkness. Cold, thick, ancient. And in the center of the room… A single pedestal. And upon it - a book. Bound in silver and gold, its cover marked with a sigil Lyra had only seen in her visions. The mark of the gods. Killian exhaled sharply. “The First Queen’s own account. Her words.” Lyra stepped forward, her hands trembling as she reached for it. As soon as her fingers touched the cover - the world shifted.

The black smoke thickened. The room darkened. The paintings on the walls seemed almost distorted beneath the flickering chandelier light. Then the dagger moved, slowly, painfully. It slid away from the damaged tissue around his heart. The wound began closing. Not completely. But enough, enough to stop the destruction. I stood frozen. I couldn't even blink. Everything felt unreal. Quinton didn't stop. His chanting became louder. The ancient book flipped to another page and dropped heavily onto the bed. Then lightning exploded across its surface. I jumped to my feet. The entire book crackled with white energy. For one terrifying second, I thought it was about to catch fire.