Among all the duels raging across the battlefield, there was one fight in particular that drew the eyes of both the spectators and the students alike , the confrontation between Kayzel and Bones on one side, and Piba and Moze on the other.
Bones, with his dark sneer and unrelenting aggression, had long since revealed his specialty in lightning magic. But his gift was not ordinary. Unlike most who conjured fleeting bolts or jagged arcs, Bones possessed the unnerving ability to hold lightning in a solid form, molding it into whatever weapon he desired. At this moment, the air sizzled with two vicious whips of crackling electricity, each one snapping through the air with thunderous cracks. Sparks leapt off them like angry serpents, and the acrid scent of ozone burned in the nose of anyone standing too close.
With a brutal downward swing, Bones lashed both whips toward his opponents. The raw energy split the air, promising devastation if they landed.
