Bolt after bolt of lightning tore through the air, raining down upon the monsters charging toward them.
*BooM! BoOM! BooOM!*
The battlefield erupted in flashes of yellow light. Monsters were struck one after another. Some were blasted apart mid-charge, while others staggered for a few steps before their bodies crumbled into black smoke.
The lightning barrage never stopped.
Daniel stood among the other shamans, calmly raising his hand again and again.
"First Form — Lightning Bolt."
Another bolt shot from his palm and tore through a monster's chest.
*Boom!*
Another creature exploded into black smoke.
His First Form was more than enough to kill these monsters in a single strike.
The young shamans continued firing their lightning. Some used their Third Form just to show off, while others used it sparingly.
Explosions and flashes of lightning continued to fill the battlefield.
One by one, the monsters disappeared beneath the relentless barrage. Then—
Silence.
