Lucas felt the familiar surge of power building in his core as he rose higher into the air, electricity beginning to cascade around his form like liquid fire. His twenty soldiers spread across the courtyard below, weapons raised but knowing their Ravager rifles would be useless against Harbinger hide.
"All squads, remember your training," Lucas's voice carried across the battlefield with absolute authority. "Ravagers won't penetrate their armor. Use your abilities, work in teams, and stay alive. That's an order."
The transformation began.
Lightning erupted from Lucas's body in brilliant cascades of white-hot energy, his physical form dissolving into pure plasma as his soul awakening activated. The air itself screamed as thousands of volts danced around him, turning him into a living thunderstorm suspended thirty feet above the ground. His consciousness expanded, perception accelerating to superhuman levels as electrical energy replaced blood in his veins.
