For the first time since he had come here, Alex laid his own eyes on the Northern Continent, and the first thing he saw was the purple bolt of lightning that shot down from the sky.
Even as it came down, Alex looked at it with a surprise on his face. He wasn't surprised at the bolt of lightning, but rather how slow it was to his eyes.
The bolt of lightning was very fast of course, but he could easily follow its path as it came towards him.
The bolt of lightning struck Alex before he was prepared. Even though he saw it coming, his body wasn't as ready as his eye was.
So, he took the full brunt of the lightning strike that destroyed the very peak he stood on.
The lightning trail took a second before it glowed down to nothing, and from the wreckage of the destroyed mountain walked out Alex, who looked rather worn out.
