Soon, the clouds up above once again gathered enough Chaotic Energy to shoot down bolts of lightning.
It roared like a Thunder God but compared to my father, I must say lightning conjured like this wasn't threatening at all.
All it contained was the intent to destroy my body by corrupting the Source Energy within me. Nothing more. Nothing less.
But what can I expect? The Chaotic Will cannot replicate a skill or ability. It doesn't know how to. As the nemesis of Source Energy, the properties of Chaotic Energy are sufficient enough.
Alas, despite its intelligence, it's just the same as the Space Oddities being produced in this Chaosworld. Its first instinct is to deal with anything that has to do with Source Energy.
By the time it realizes its blunder and changes its strategy, I will have already finished eating this cake that it served on my platter.
[Die! Arrogant Source Energy being!]
