"I can see it," Law shouted. "The Red Soulsteel, it's over there on top of that mountain," he added.
Far in the distance, where Law pointed out. A red-colored Soulsteel was sitting comfortably on top of a mountain peak. Unlike the other pieces, this one was not being struck by lightning. It was shooting it.
The red Soulsteel was surrounded by several lightning orbs that slowly moved around it like moons would do to a planet.
Soon, one of these orbs would randomly spew out a string of lightning at the base of the mountain.
The area around the mountain was scorched black with the lightning that had been shooting out of this Soulsteel for god knows how long.
"That looks a bit dangerous," Law commented.
"Not at all," I replied as I guided the ship toward the Soulstone. Once we were close enough, the bolts no longer targeted the ground randomly to discharge, but they shot toward us.
