Neal smirked at the fool soldier. "Fine." Neal felt his hand tighten, which he had made the environment in the area forget who was there. The clouds became darker as the wind blew harder. Neal raised his hand, aimed a bit higher, straight for his head.
"Grzzz..." These lightning bolt in such little place was impossible for him to miss, especially with that soldier shooting intently at the invisible guy. The wind became more violent, tossing everything that sits on the ground without a single qualm to his name. Neal was now in the mood to destroy, so he would destroy. After this fight, he wanted to be known as the phantom of the Battlefield, the one who tore the place apart with his bare hands.
"Grzzz..." These lightning bolt in such little place was impossible for him to miss, especially with that soldier shooting intently at the invisible guy. The wind became more violent, tossing everything that sits on the ground without a single qualm to his name. Neal was now in the mood to destroy, so he would destroy. After this fight, he wanted to be known as the phantom of the Battlefield, the one who tore the place apart with his bare hands.