Growls of the undead filled the air along with the resonant sounds of Lightning constantly crackling. Within the darkness of the hallway, flashed of Lightning bolts danced around and in each time it swept past an undead. Its head would explode and its body would fall to the ground.
Despite killing dozens of undead in a sngle swipe of his hand. Dan knew that with the overwhelming numbes that the enemies had. They would eventually run out of fuel and when that time came. It would be their deaths.
Opening his palm, Dan hurled a concentrated beam of Lightning which latched on the nearest undead and burnt it into cinders. After killing that undead, it transformed into a beam once again and latched on another undead. It kept on dancing and dancing amidst the battlefield. Only when it killed at least fifty undeads did it disappear from the scene.
