Lightning Incarnate had already been activated, although I barely held this spell from fully manifesting.
I allow this spell to fully manifest, and I become lightning.
The bolt fired by Commander Rel passed through the space where my chest had been and struck the metal wall behind me, but it was deflected by the alloy without leaving a mark, sending a shockwave through the chamber.
I reassembled two metres to the left, inside her guard, so close to her that I was able to see every pore in her face, feel the heat of her body, and smell the scent of her soap.
My mind pushed all these details into my head as if to remind me again that I was going to kill a living, breathing human, and it refused to allow me to relegate them to beasts or call them bastards.
If I were going to kill, I would be feeling the weight of it in my soul.
