The sound of crackling energy pierced the air: "Whiz whizz... 'CRUNCH'! Whiz whizz... 'CRUNCH'!" Debris scattered in all directions as a bolt of lightning struck an oddly placed boulder within a backyard garden. Standing before the boulder was a young boy, bare-chested and measuring three feet in height. His shirtless upper body glistened with sweat, dampening his loose white cotton tunic. Beads of perspiration fell from the tips of his navy-blue hair, resembling dewdrops illuminated by moonlight.
Suddenly, his body slumped, despite his efforts to maintain an upright posture.
