The storm howled again above the shattered facility and swallowed every sound of people beneath its monstrous roar.
Lightning still coiled restlessly around the being's body, flickering and writhing, but his movements were uneven and disoriented in the air.
The rain poured even harder, drenching the ground even more, and flashes from the sky around him painted his face in haunting white.
His breath came out ragged. Strange steam started to rise from his wounds as smoke curled from his chest.
Far below, the soldiers on the rooftop slowly lifted their heads. Their ears rang from the thunder. Their weapons trembled in their hands.
The air stank of ozone and burnt metal from their rifles. Sparks sputtered from the destroyed antennae and one of the generators on the east side of the building erupted in a burst of flame.
The captain staggered to his feet in soaked and trembling state, trying to regain his balance.
