Celestial Thunder had always been known for its uncontrollable ferocity.
Until today, it was the consensus of the Thunder Guild—indeed, of nearly every scholar in the empire—that Celestial Thunder could not be wielded by mortal hands.
It was the domain of gods, not men.
But today, that understanding was utterly overturned.
Because the thunder they had just witnessed, blazing down from the heavens, had been summoned not by gods, but by Aurek's own troops—
those terrifying black-armored warriors known as the Doomsday Warriors.
Celestial Thunder… wielded by soldiers?
The very idea defied all laws of magic.
For a long moment, silence filled the hall.
Every member present at the meeting had fallen mute, their thoughts spinning in disarray.
The president of the guild, the elder with hair dyed permanently violet from years of channeling lightning into his own body, finally broke the silence.
After pondering for a time, he spoke in a deep, steady voice:
