"But of course," came the reply. Bijou was surprised when a seven foot blade sprung forth from the four foot sheath on the fish-man's back.
"I just wish I knew how to fight a storm." As if in response to Rethir's comment, the storm swirled into a spiral, compacting into a humanoid form. The beast was nine feet tall, and was seemingly made out of clouds. Eyes the same color as the lightning stared at them from an otherwise facelss head.
"Prepare to die!" When the thing spoke, it sounded as if thunder had issued from it's mouth. Rethir wordlessly rushed the thing, and before the Zora even got within ten feet of the thing, lightning arced from its eyes, across the air, and into Rethir, who was thrown backwards by the force of the shock.

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