Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24530992-20140713201717/@comment-4363162-20140716020958

Outside in the storm, Val continued to charge the bow with Sparks. "Almost there," he thought.

A bolt of lightning streaked down from the sky and struck the metal rod on which the bow sat.

Val was thrown back by the blast, tumbling and cursing as he got up. He looked at the rod where the bow had been. It was scorched and melted, but that wasn't important. Fumbling, he rushed over and wrenched the bow free of the twisted rod. He stared at it.

"This is awesome."