Ral - Electric Net

The angel was swooping around for another assault. Ral spread his arms, winced and chanted softly through the pain.

He generated a virtual net of crisscrossing electricity in the air.

The angel barrel-rolled away from it, accelerated straight up and dived down on Ral’s side of the net.

Twenty-seven percent.

Ral jerked his fists back toward his chest, and the lightning-net sped toward him—only slightly faster than the dread angel.

It entangled the angel’s lazotep-coated wings, and the thing was done for—which didn’t exactly stop it from plowing into Ral as it thrashed and died.

It was a damned good thing Ral was immune to his own electricity, as the creature took a good thirty seconds to fry. And as Ral wasn’t immune to the heat its death was generating, he screamed as the red-hot Eternal burned through his jacket, tunic and a good percentage of his pants.

He pushed its husk off him.

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War of the Spark, Chapter 23