Battlesage felt the force of the 8th tribulation lightning strike on his fist. His skin grew numb from the impact, a soft jolt passing through his entire body in that moment.
He flexed his fingers slightly, feeling the numbness fade away.
"It's getting stronger," he said softly. "But just one more."
He waited for the final lightning bolt.
The sky rumbled a low growl and energy gathered at the center right above Battlesage. Then, the accumulation of those energies turned into a lightning bolt as it all struck down at him.
Battlesage balled his hand into a fist and struck up one last time.
The energy contained in the final tribulation lightning was strong, but not strong enough to deter Battlesage.
The fist met the lightning bolt and the world went silent for Battlesage. Sparks of white and black filled his vision for a moment, blinding everything. A numbness filled his right fist with the remainder of his arm in a dull ache.
