Chapter 901 Nigel Sinclair Falls

• A low, thrumming buzz swelled until the very air shuddered. Thunder answered—then the spear itself unraveled into a serpentine dragon of living lightning ten thousand kilometers long. Nigel straddled the crackling beast, eyes blood-red, voice exploding into an unbroken war cry as he drove the Thunder Dragon spear straight toward the Okeanos Tribe Commander.
• Boom—another boom—each detonation a jagged note in the symphony of ruin ripping across the battlefield.
• The Okeanos Tribe Commander braced behind his Celestial Trident, the weapon's prongs carving glowing wakes through the charged air. He blocked the dragon's headlong strike, but the impact hurled blue blood from his lips and shattered the phantom ocean cresting above him.