Excerpt from “The Homing” by A.E. Wallace
He had asked to be able to harness the power of storms so he could conduct lightning through the five weirdboyz that accompanied him. Electric fingers spat from them, danced all over Brainbutcha’s armour and snaked out across the field in the direction he pointed to jolting the one and only tank that inched out to meet them.
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