The Midnight Sun, Part II: Energy Can Neither Be Created Nor Destroyed, Only Transformed.
Someone was occupying his old tower in the Arctic.
This was unacceptable.
Furthermore, said persons announced themselves by firing a directed-energy weapon straight at his magnetic bubble that knocked him backwards for a half-mile and come within a whisker of breaching his defenses altogether.
He didn't intend to give them another shot.
"Phantazia, you find a way in and take them out. I'll keep their attention focused upon me." he ordered his companion, then thickened his bubble and retaliated.
This close to the north magnetic pole, the amount of power at his fingertips was intoxicating. Silver lightning arced out to slam into the tower, blowing a chunk into the superstructure.
This was unacceptable.
Furthermore, said persons announced themselves by firing a directed-energy weapon straight at his magnetic bubble that knocked him backwards for a half-mile and come within a whisker of breaching his defenses altogether.
He didn't intend to give them another shot.
"Phantazia, you find a way in and take them out. I'll keep their attention focused upon me." he ordered his companion, then thickened his bubble and retaliated.
This close to the north magnetic pole, the amount of power at his fingertips was intoxicating. Silver lightning arced out to slam into the tower, blowing a chunk into the superstructure.