Fired Up
Cuiolt of lightning crackling into life, its electric arcs causing cracks in the ground, the pressure weighing down on everyone present. Even Ty and John could feel their knees buckling under the raw force of it.
Finally, The book-wielding man lifted a single finger, and a tiny glowing dot formed at its tip. "Poison's Touch!" he said, his voice a menacing whisper. The dot hovered at the end of his finger, glowing with a sinister light.
The book-wielding man spread his arms wide, all the different energies swirling together in a terrifying display of raw, unfettered power. "Now go and die, you damned demon, and you—other weakling." His voice echoed in the chamber, filled with malice. "I'll write about your pathetic demise when I ascend to the top!"