"You're courting death."
Raylo's voice was completely flat.
He glanced at Najasha and patted the back of Lightning's neck.
"Lightning."
"ROAR!"
Lightning responded with a draconic roar. Blue electricity exploded around its body, forming a sea of thunderbolts.
Thunderbolt Domain!
Myriad thick blue bolts of lightning materialized out of thin air, forming a cage that descended from the heavens, instantly enveloping Najasha and the Feathered Snake King she rode.
"HISS!"
The hundred or so small Demon Serpents on Najasha's head sensed the fatal threat and writhed madly, trying to resist the thunderbolts surging from all directions.
The Feathered Snake King also let out a piercing shriek and spewed a thick green poisonous mist, attempting to corrode the lightning.
Raylo paid it no mind.
His right hand had already gripped Broken Flow at his waist.
SHING!
The faint sound of the blade being drawn was nearly inaudible amidst the myriad peals of thunder.
