CHAPTER 558
Launching himself toward the hundred One-Spined Aberrants without the slightest regard for his own safety, Ray equipped his pair of daggers.
Lightning crawled around their guards and blades, crackling violently as though resonating with the fury surging through his body. Each spark illuminated his silver hair for a fleeting moment before disappearing beneath the blinding streaks of electricity surrounding him.
His speed had become too much for the viewers to follow.
Johnny immediately activated his ability, slowing down the footage in an attempt to capture Ray's movements. Even then, the boy remained almost impossible to see. The cameras struggled to keep up with the blur tearing across the battlefield, leaving behind little more than fleeting images of silver hair and crackling lightning.
It was as though Ray had become one with the wind itself.
The Aberrants had it even worse.
