Atlas of Worlds

"Then you leave me no choice."

The clouds above would erupt into thunder and lightning, striking fiercely all around them.

Electricity arced through the mage's body as he lifted himself into a few feet into the air.

"I'm willing to give you a head start."

"That's all we need..." Lillith mumbled as she booked it heading straight to the mansion. She made sure not to move too roughly to not make the two mobians on her fall off.

The group would narrowly avoid the thunder and lightning the mage hurled at them with reckless abandon.

Provided Lillith came to a halt, Cynthia and Stryker would get off of her, with the former helping the latter.

"Okay, we bought some time. We should have planned ahead, damn it!" Cynthia would mumble.

"We did, but we expected him to come personally right ahead," Stryker would snap back. "I used up almost all my ammo."

Lillith did indeed halt in front of the mansion. "Well, I'm sure the other will ha e some idea how to stop him I mean it's all of us versus him. "

Even with them inside, the sound of lightning and thunder resonated all round them, as the house was being hit with strikes repeatedly.

"But how? Neither of us are powerful enough to overpower, let alone match him," Cynthia would note. "Maggie can't do her petrify thing, the rest can, at best, provide some distractions."

Stryker would get up to his feet with a lot of trouble and twirl his remaining revolver, checking how many bullets were still left in the chamber. "He looks mortal enough to me. Only need one shot."