In that moment, the power surging through Ethan's body soared to an all-time high.
He hovered in midair, arcs of golden and violet lightning crackling across his body, snapping and hissing like the sky itself had caught fire.
Slowly, he raised a single finger.
The air froze instantly—so heavy and suffocating it felt like the world had stopped breathing.
Then, without warning, the sky split open with a deafening roar, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a mountain came crashing down.
BOOM!
RUMBLE—CRACK—BOOM!
"No—no way!" The Thunder Dragons were terrified. They could feel it—raw, unfiltered dragon energy, wild and divine, pulsing through that lightning.
If that power hit them directly…
They'd be vaporized on the spot.
But Ethan didn't strike them.
He just stared them down, cold and silent.
Then, with a flick of his palm toward the sky—
