RF87

Lightning. Shit. Aura or not, however many volts entering your system could still be an impediment, if not fatal. Twisting on his heel, he pivoted just enough to get out the way. His skin burned from the stream of lightning pulsing only a few inches by. Electricity jumped, his tired mind warned, but whether it was that this was controlled or just a facet of her power, it didn't cross the tiny gap to strike him.