Brutality and Lightning
"Ah…what the hell did I get myself into this time?"
Scratching his head as he muttered to himself, Roan looked around, standing in the foggy depths of Larundog, surrounded by malignant entities.
The red-haired man slid his hands out of his pockets as strands of crimson lightning coiled around his gloves; glancing around, he watched as the giant, lanky humanoids approached with their spider-like limbs carrying them forward.
I'm not sure where the kid ended up, but I'm sure he can handle himself, Roan thought, at least…I hope so.
As one of the gray-skinned, humanoid arachnids approached him, lifting one of its spiky legs to thrust towards the man, he responded with a swift flick of his fingers.
FWOOM.
The air cracked as electricity crackled, manifesting a quick, condensed fulmination that extended and turned the grotesque entity into cinder upon impact.
"Ah–" Roan let out, noticing something.