Uriel didn't really know what happened next.
In one moment, his body was on the verge of finishing its evolution, his laughter peeling across the skies—and in the next… pain.
From seemingly nowhere, a thick pillar of lightning crashed down onto him, large and powerful enough to destroy the inn, yet entirely unable to.
It only sought to destroy him. But it couldn't.
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•Note(III): The Iron Body makes one utterly and absolutely immune to all flames and lightning, regardless of type or nature.
…
His body absorbed the pillar almost instantly. But in the very next moment, a second pillar descended.
This time, it didn't aim for his body, but rather for his runic scar. Uriel wasn't sure, but within the ivory lightning slamming into him, he could feel a Will.
A Will larger than life—above the skies and beyond the earth—one that was as pure as it was complex, as holy as it was mighty.
It was a Will he could only call Heaven.
