Arthur was currently gripping onto Aziel as hard as he could, not out of fear of falling off as they ran, but because of the unbearable pain coursing through his body. The lightning that enveloped them both conducted mercilessly through the rainwater, turning what should have been a rescue into torture. Every nerve ending in Arthur's body screamed in agony as the electricity found pathways through his rain-soaked clothes and skin.
He was biting onto the sleeve of his robe to stop himself from shattering his teeth, the fabric already torn from the force of his jaw clenching against the pain. His muffled screams were lost in the howling wind as they raced away, each flash of lightning illuminating the gray landscape.
