An exquisite flash of lightning blasted onto Benzard who didn't realise it until he felt the heavy and scorching sensation that assaulted his back!
It was much more fierce than the heat than he had experienced when he had been caught up in the skill of Skullius' armour, [The Forge], which had introduced him to the place where it was made!
Benzard flew, carried by the lightning as it ate away at his skin and attempted to penetrate his very being!
He hurriedly coated himself in mana to mitigate the rest of the attack as he then fell down, billows of smoke coming from the portion of his unprotected body that had been burnt by this new element that Skullius wielded.
Silentburn Levin!
'Heh! It's really effective. I finally have something to fight this sockethole with,' Skullius thought.
When he had read the description to the skill [Ful Discharge], he had been itching to test it out. But it wasn't the only thing. Far from it.
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