But just as Kevin relished in what he thought was certain victory, a strange buzzing sound echoed through the air—different from the swarm's noise. It was sharp, electric, and growing louder by the second.
"Buzz—!"
Kevin paused, frowning. His eyes narrowed as he noticed a brilliant light emerging from Max's right palm. At first, he thought it was a spiritual glow, perhaps a flame or protective rune. But when he focused more carefully, his pupils shrank.
Lightning.
It wasn't just ordinary lightning, but thick, vibrant blue arcs of electricity that danced around Max's entire body. It sizzled through the air with crackling intensity, coiling and snapping like a storm caged in human form.
Max's figure was suddenly encased in a shimmering suit of lightning armor—Lightning Manifestation Armour—its surface pulsing with electric veins, each thrum bursting with power and radiant pressure. He looked like a living thunder god.
"What is this?" Kevin muttered, his voice stiff.
