"Hmm… this is really pretty cool…"
Luca hovered in midair, his body fluidly straightening to the left and then to the right as he floated around while intently watching his good brother.
Ollie was still standing right in the middle of the clearing, clutching what Kyle had explained was actually more like a discharge rod than just a lightning one while standing atop a thick, dry slab of Ebonite.
Auntie Cece had mentioned earlier that there didn't really seem to be any need for such a strong electrical insulator. And that while they weren't quite sure about the full extent of Ollie's electrokinesic abilities—given how her sworn brother couldn't exactly control the electricity just yet—they were at least certain that he possessed some sort of electroimmunity.
