The sky above roared with a terrifying growl as the seventh thunderbolt gathered in the swirling dark clouds, crackling with lethal energy.
The entire atmosphere was thick with the weight of the impending strike, far more dangerous than the previous ones. It was as if the heavens themselves were preparing to unleash their wrath upon the earth.
Lucy and the eight-star Volcanic Dragon stood at the center of the chaos, both bracing for the final blow.
The very ground beneath their feet trembled violently, as though it, too, feared what was coming. Sparks of electricity danced through the air, creating a pressure so intense that even breathing felt like a challenge.
The Volcanic Dragon, its once-mighty form now battered and broken from the earlier strikes, let out a low, desperate growl. Its molten eyes were filled with defiance, but behind that defiance, there was a growing flicker of fear.
