[It's finally time Master, show them what you can do now as a Grade III, fufu]
Yeah, along with that orge, this duo would have been more difficult to deal with in the battle. Luckily I got rid of that orge," Aizel thought.
Aizel crouched into a sprinter's stance.
*Vroooooooom*
Lightning flared across Aizel's entire body as the fans on his armor spun at dizzying speeds. There was a gathering of clouds in the sky.
*Thunder* *Thunder* *Thunder*
Lightning coiled around him, dancing like an ethereal serpent as if drawn by some magnetic force. It seemed as though nature itself colluded with Aizel, arranging the elements to answer his plea.
Each bolt of lightning smoothly descended from the sky, following its own flaming course toward Aizel, who was waiting to absorb its raw power.
*zummmmmmmmm* *Vrooom* *Vrooom*
