Two purple star patterns swiftly formed above Alex's head and a thin lightning thread shot out and struck the middle-aged man's chest.
Bam!
The man was knocked off the bed by the lightning strike, his body flew through the air and slammed into the wall on the side of the room before dropping to the ground. The lightning had created a hole in his chest, but not a single drop of blood came out from the large wound, as everything had been dried up by the lightning. Remnants of the lightning strike cracked around the man's body as it released the stench of burnt meat through the room.
Alex shifted his gaze away from the body of the man and approached the bed. The girls' bodies flinched when they saw him coming toward them, and they made muffled sounds while trying to move their bodies.
Looks of fear could be seen on their faces as they stared at Alex's mask.
