The strike was awkward and carried little destructive power, but Thunder Soul only needed a conduit. Despite the full length of Double Edge and the jamming effects of the angry blade, the corrupted lightning tore the muscles in Lith's hands and cracked their bones.
Captured World arrived just in time to stop Lith's advance and allow Jorl to infuse himself with more Life Maelstrom as he retreated.
"Cunning bastard." The Thunder Griffon spat out a clump of blood and saliva. "Salanoth, stop playing around."
"On, it boss." She said with a smug grin.
Lith was still trying to understand what she meant when the nightmare began. He and Jorl had just resumed probing each other's guard for openings when a swarm of magic wands surrounded him.
The alchemical tools fired a single shot each before disappearing into the thin air from which they had appeared. A storm of hail, fire, and lightning rained on the Tiamat, who was forced to conjure his Spirit Barrier to save his life.
