"World Rune: Tempest Spiral."
Zal'Zerael raised its claw, and runes spun around his claw. It slammed its claw into the ground, and the runes erupted outward in a spiralling wave of energy.
The ground split apart and massive fissures spread across the battlefield as towering pillars of lightning shot upward, carving through the air with deafening cracks.
Pamela darted between the countless pillars of lightning, her movements were precise but frantic. The size, speed, and number of the pillars of lightning were too much for her, and if not for her mind's eye, sensitivity to mana, and her unique eyes, she would have died from the moment Zal'Zerael unleashed the skill.
However, despite the dangerous situation she was in, a smile could be seen on her face as she moved.
"I love this," She chuckled with a wide smile while spinning in the air as she narrowly dodged an extremely thick pillar of lightning.
