Everything around them was bathed in a blue-violet light. The force of the Thunder and Earth overwhelmed everything within sight, leaving everyone feeling helplessly terrified. Even moving around became difficult.
The axe, small in appearance, seemed like the epicenter of this awe-inspiring force. Despite its size, the terrifying and domineering aura it exuded was unaffected.
Luckily, the Thousand Thunder Judgement Hell did not stir, just as everyone had hoped. The horrifying power of the sky's thunder seemed to respond to the emergence of the axe. As the blue-violet radiance and the immense thunder force gradually disappeared, a strong scent of thunder filled the air.
No sooner had their bodies regained mobility than a figure suddenly rushed in front of Frey. The Purple Thunder Sky Dragon, still somewhat lethargic from the previous surge of thunder energy, did not react in time and was jumped upon from behind by the figure.
