At the heart of the Thunderbolt storm, a blinding pillar of purple-gold light slowly drew back.
A Long Spear stood there, rammed in upside down, proud and solitary upon the scorched, web-cracked earth.
The spear was over two meters long, its whole body shimmering with sacred purple-gold lightning.
The shaft looked as if it had been forged from the pure essence of Thunderbolt itself, covered in profound, inscrutable lightning sigils.
The spearhead was not a sharp tip, but a spiral drill-like structure; even though it was not spinning at high speed at this moment, the space around it was already being tugged and twisted by the terrifying electricity leaking from it, emitting an unending, high-pitched, razor-sharp "zzzz" of lightning detonations.
Between the spear tip and the spiral structure was a spherical lightning core, violently surging, as if it condensed the Thunderbolt of the Ninth Heaven.
"Thunder Ridge"
One of the Six Dragon Spear.
