From his belt, he pulled a lightning bolt ten feet long and hurled it towards Drakkon. Despite the ranger’s speed, none had the capacity to match the gods but the gods themselves. The electricity struck him in the chest, one million volts coursed through his veins, and he promptly collapsed to the ground.

Drakkon gasped out for air. An attack composed of light struck at the very core of his being, ate away at what remained of his soul, and threatened to erase him then and there. Slowly he rose to his feet, pushed aside the pain inside of him. How pathetic it would be to fall now, when he was inches away from accomplishing his goal. With ragged breaths, he forced himself to remain strong.

- LetterSequence Round 1