Boom!!!!
A pure white thunderbolt suddenly struck down, without warning, like a divine spear cast down from the sky.
Then came the second, the third...
Vast black clouds quickly gathered with a momentum to swallow the world, the fissures in the clouds suddenly pouring down light, resembling white-hot veins bulging between the clouds and the earth, like an inverted World Tree planting its roots into the soil. Thousands of silver branches split in an instant, each one blossoming with dazzling fern-like patterns.
Using clouds as an anvil and wind as a hammer, an invisible terrifying power seemed to forge a dazzling iron tree above the hospital. Meanwhile, the shadows cast by everything on the ground were twisted into kneeling, devout silhouettes.
"Eek!"
Witnessing this sudden turn of events, Lady Taki-Yasha said nothing, still crawling in the dark like a giant red centipede, swiftly retracting into the corner of her room.
