The wind around him whipped violently, pulling the very air into his grasp, as crackling bolts of lightning streaked across the cave, lancing down from the ceiling and dancing around Hiroshi in a wild, electric frenzy.
The atmosphere grew thicker and thicker, charged with the power of a tempest brewing on a cosmic scale.
"Knight Soul-Technique: Tempest Fury." He muttered softly.
A colossal vortex of wind and lightning erupted from his outstretched hands, a massive, swirling cyclone of raw elemental power that barreled toward the ogre.
The winds were so fierce they tore the very stones from the walls of the cave, hurling debris in every direction.
Lightning crackled and arced through the whirlwind, striking with pinpoint precision.
The storm surged around the ogre, battering it with relentless force, and the deafening roar of the tempest filled the cave.