Fallen friend

"Angelica, do something!" Vic, still kneeling, whipped his head back toward her as the bats swarmed closer, their screeches growing louder. "If you don't, we're all dead! And you'll never get a chance to make your family pay!" His voice rang out, thick with desperation and fear.

The urgency in his words jolted Angelica from her paralysis, igniting a spark of fierce determination within her. Her fearful expression transformed, hardening into one of steely resolve.

She took a steadying breath, her feet rooted firmly in place as she focused. Sparks of purple electricity crackled around her hands as she thrust them forward, unleashing a powerful bolt of lightning.

The lightning shot forward with a loud crack, striking the oncoming bats and sending them flying backward in a storm of energy.

"Way to go," Vic managed to call out, still panting from his spot on the ground, a faint, relieved smile breaking through his exhaustion.