He was second in command of the group - a muscular boy with a big broadsword.
"Amon, did I get enough time?" Ariel said suddenly as she looked at him.
"Yes, thanks," Amon said.
In the next instant, everyone looked at Amon and that's when they saw that a frightening level of lightning was condensed around his hands.
*
"Shit!" Monique yelled, "The cash cow girl was a distraction! Get ready!!"
"Get down," Amon said quietly.
Ariel and the rest of his group crouched down and Amon stretched his hands forward slightly open, and from his ten fingers lightning shot out with thunderous speed. The sounds of lightning alone were capable of making the hair on one's entire body stand on end.
"Get down!" Monique saw Ariel and the rest ducking, and thought that was the countermeasure to not getting hit. She couldn't have been more wrong.
