The force of the lightning strike was so great that all battles paused and everyone, human and Demonic effigies alike, raised their hands to cover their faces from the resulting blast.
Kaya felt it the moment the encasement of vines she had conjured around Delia was burned to nothing, and she worked the hardest of anyone to look past the irritation of the blast and see what was left of the spot the lightning had struck.
"Argh, that bitch!" a voice yelled angrily from within the streaks of lightning that remained after the strike.
Kaya and the others recognized the voice; it was Delia's for sure, but it had a strange echo. An eerie echo that was very much unlike anything Delia had ever produced. The echo also carried a chill… like the creeping touch of death.
