CLONK!
Thunder and lightning struck the main mountain. A coal-colored vine swung overhead. It was at least one and a half thousand meters in length. It shone brightly like a lightning bolt, then hastily descended to the earth, drawing a splendid electric arc in the air as it struck at its enemy.
The Manchurian Tiger was fighting with the vine on the hillside. He leapt aside just in time to dodge the bolt of lightning. The lightning bolt struck the earth, and the earth shattered. It looked almost as if the vine were a whip used by Zeus, the god of thunder, so there was nothing that could stand in its way. 1
Of course, the clap of thunder that came soon after the lightning was threatening too. Even the Manchurian Tiger had scruples about the thunder, daring not to come close to it.
ONG!
