It was like a lightning storm went off. Gigantic bolts thicker than cars struck the battlefield, sending frozen chunks of turf and dirt flying as it struck deep into the earth. Bolt after bolt hit Killian and the two fae monarchs, shaking the earth and splitting the air with deafening rumbles that vibrated in my gut. The air was so heavy with the electric tang of my magic, I could barely breathe. It was physically heavy.
I know this is not how it would actually look but I’m imagining Palpatine’s force lightning bursting from Hazel’s hands
