The sight of the large ominous dark clouds sent a shiver down the spines of the Spectators as millions of lightning bolts streamed through it like a ball of worms.
It crackled fiercely throughout the Colosseum, an aura of destruction dyeing its presence in a pitch-black hue.
"This is the end Jane !" Darell cried out but his voice was swept away by the crackling of millions of lightning as he guided himself in the air, flying away from Jane.
Jane's gaze had remained unfazed as he faced the clouds, his body still floating in mid-air.
The lightning bolts surged forward, streaming directly towards the top of Jane as it began to twirl around each other, descending at the same time towards the golden haired boy.
It was a sight to behold. Millions of lightning bolts stream downwards, overlapping on itself and increasing in size as a result. The atmosphere around it crackled due to its pressure with sparks of lightning appearing at its side.
