"The fangs capable of devouring the stars…" Raiden murmured. "The same ones that bastard once had—those are the ones you want?" Sparks ran through his eyes.
The atmosphere in the room grew colder and colder as his gaze became increasingly electrifying.
"Of course. The fangs may have belonged to him in the past, but the power will be mine in the future," I said with conviction. "Why? Afraid I might devour your lightning as well?"
I let out a dry laugh.
"My lightning? You threaten to eat my lightning? Hahaha—I think you're going insane." Raiden laughed like a lunatic, his madness becoming evident to everyone in the room.
He rose to his feet, lightning coursing through his entire body, ready to explode with unpredictable power.
