Axel's finger twitched, his eyelid shifting as his eye slowly opened, he groaned and slowly sat up, wincing in pain, his hands trembling, static rising from his skin.
He sat against a tree, his vision still blurry, head throbbing, fire licking his abdomen as the pain radiated upward, his ribs worsened by the smash.
Axel winced and struggled to clench his trembling hand, trying to recover his motor skills, his orientation still off.
The forest around him looked like it had been mugged by a thunder god, trees split in half, others smoldering, the ground pockmarked with craters. Smoke hung thick, stinging his eyes, and the air reeked of ozone and roasted plants.
"I'm surprised I'm still alive at all," he croaked, voice rasping like sandpaper.
His brain still rattled from the shock, taking in the scene, hardly believing it was from just a rabbit and a deer.
