"Hmm, can I take this weather to the extreme?" Ray mused aloud, a thoughtful expression crossing his face as he focused his mind again.
In truth, tightening his fist hadn't actually done anything significant—it was more for show than anything else. But it certainly set the right tone, and that was enough for him.
As Ray's mutation energy rapidly drained, the weather took a rapid turn. The once gathered black clouds thickened even further, swelling ominously across the sky.
A deafening roar reverberated through the city, followed by the flash and crack of terrifying bolts of lightning that seemed to split the heavens.
"This..."
Ray stood frozen, his eyes wide with astonishment. The sheer power coursing through his veins left him momentarily breathless.
"I can control thunder with this," Ray murmured, feeling the deep connection he now had with the sky. It was as though every aspect of the weather could be controlled with a mere thought.
