Lightning Surfer clasped his palms together as if in a prayer, he closed his eyes…
"In the book of 15th Lightning vs 12, holy scriptures of the Divine Poseidon…"
"Thunder like the sound of Ragnarok…"
"Lightning like the gates of hell…"
"Descend, purify the world of all things impure…"
He barely said the chant when it descended.
CRACKKKKKK!
The world was turned!
For a moment, Paul felt like the very fabric of reality was being torn apart.
RING!!!
His ears rang, briefly turning deaf from the deafening blast of thunder all around him as he squinted his eyes, barely seeing the descent of the lightning.
In Paul's vision, the world turned as bright as the sun!
He could not see it with his naked eyes, rather, he saw it with his foresight.
At this moment, after that deafening blast of thunder, the gates of heaven seemed to open and from it came pouring down lightning.
