As the spear dissipated, Klaus felt a surge of power flow through him, and the potency of the Lotus flower continued to rise. The runes that entered his body were small, but their power far surpassed the previous lightning. Klaus could sense it—this energy was elevating him to new heights.
"This is good," Klaus muttered to himself, his lips curling into a mischievous grin. "At this rate, I'll be able to raise the Lotus's power with this tribulation."
He glanced up at the swirling clouds, which were still forming ominously above him. "If this is the best you've got," he taunted, "then the heavens really are blind," Klaus smirked, though deep down, he knew this was far from over.
And he was right.
The heavens rumbled once more, and suddenly, spear after spear of lightning began shooting down at him in rapid succession. The sky was filled with streaks of electric fury, each one targeting Klaus with deadly precision.
