The sky roared ominously as the seventh thunderbolt gathered above, far larger and more terrifying than any of the previous strikes. It crackled with raw, destructive energy, the very air vibrating from its immense power.
"No... it can't be..." Kaelor muttered, his eyes wide with horror as he stared up at the swirling clouds. His voice trembled, the realization of their impending doom sinking in.
Sylra, gritting her teeth, tried to maintain her composure, but even she couldn't hide the fear flickering in her eyes. "This... this is impossible! How can it be this strong?!" Her voice was sharp, filled with disbelief and desperation.
Before either of them could react further, the thunderbolt struck.
The world around them erupted in a blinding flash of light as the bolt crashed down with a vengeance. The ground quaked beneath them as the strike hit with unmatched fury, drowning the battlefield in its relentless power.
