In the sky, above the plains that led to the gate, a massive cloud of black and blue was forming. The players could also see wild streaks of white moving inside.
Khalor was right under the cloud, and he could feel the hair on his arms standing. The amount of static electricity this required, at the distance he was from the clouds, was a dead giveaway of the power stored in those clouds.
He hurriedly dashed away from the top of his door, not wanting to be where that thing would hit. Not a moment after dashing away, a thunderclap echoed across the sky.
A flash of white, followed by a shockwave, blinded everyone looking at the door, and knocked anyone near it to their ass. Khalor was still mid-air when the shockwave hit his back.
The force behind it blew him away, sending him packing into the backs of players storming toward the gate. The shockwave reached the walls, having lost most of its force, only blowing wild winds on the players on the wall.
