The air crackled; the electricity charged the wind, making it shocking to the touch, able to electrify the lungs of any that stood too close to the Dragonheart as the volatile element coiled around his body.
What released in an instant, manifesting with the speed and ferocity of lightning descending from the skies, was a burst of the volatile, electric element that erupted with the shape of a whisker-bearing dragon. Its roars were that of thunder; the invocation of grand storms as it shot through the darkness like a beacon of hope.
The hiss of lightning echoed like the call of a great chirping of birds, invoking a shine throughout the abyssal setting as the draconic burst of lightning slammed through the Primordial aspect.
"Nngh–!" Emilio guided the magecraft.