"Now!"
At Leon's command, Eula parted her lips and whispered the first line of the incantation.
"O Wind that carves the sky in light, O Water patient night—"
Mana shifted and swirled, cascading around her, wrapping her in vivid, flowing arms.
She spoke the second line.
"O Wind that drives the storming flight, O Water boundless might—"
The clouds split apart, curling into a monstrous grin. From its hollow maw poured a surge of violet light.
She finished the third line.
"Descend, and bring forth… Heaven Strike!"
Lucian turned toward the voice, but it was already too late.
Ting—!
A metallic screech split the air as the sky tore in two. The sky grumbled as rain started to pour relentlessly.
A pillar of violet lightning massive as a fortress tower, ripped down from the sky, fell straight on Lucian's head.
"AGGHHHHHH!!" he screamed in pain.
His extra arms burned away, and the charred remnants of his clothes clung to his scorched flesh.
