The sparkling mist lingered, billowing around Adam's figure before its rotation speed increased, until a sky-blue tornado rose to the sky, surpassing the tower's height. Standing in the storm's eye, Adam scratched his head in confusion, unsure what to do.
However, the mana decided for him. The wind howled in his ears, and his eyes widened in shock as he flailed his arms to protect himself from the collapsing typhoon in vain.
The potent energy phased through his body, directly assaulting his soul with horrifying brutality.
Purple thunder crashed on the listless artefacts, re-injecting power into the glowing symbols.
"ARGH!" A blood-curdling lightning storm engulfed the plaza as Adam roared in pain. He felt the mana dissect his soul morsel by morsel in fear. Meanwhile, the electric current followed the scalding light on the ground, reaching his body.
