The cascade of electricity that surrounded Thor suddenly reversed its flow. Instead of empowering the thunder god, it began to drain away, pulled inexorably toward Adam. The Draconian Emperor spread his arms wide, and the stolen lightning danced between his fingers like pets responding to their master's call before chaos devoured them.
Thor's expression shifted from confidence to confusion to dawning horror. "No... that's not possible. I am the god of thunder!"
"You were," Adam replied, and thrust both hands forward.
The redirected lightning struck Thor with the combined force of a dozen storms. But this wasn't ordinary electricity—it was chaos-infused, reality-warping energy that attacked on multiple levels simultaneously. Thor's divine protections, his legendary durability, his very godhood—all of it was stripped away layer by layer as the corrupted lightning tore through his being.
