The grenade exploded a dozen feet in the air, high over Havorleth's head while the most powerful bolt of light that he'd ever released split the sky.
The combined sound was deafening.
Everyone cried out in pain and several clamped their hands over their ears. The bolt of lightning headed toward the earth, forking to miss the non-conductive wooden hull of the Argo, and disappearing harmlessly over the side of the ship.
Ethan's ears were ringing.
He couldn't hear much as the combined noise from the lightning bolt and grenade had battered his poor eardrums. He started healing them and looked at their foe. Havorleth looked extremely shaken, but mostly unharmed. The grenade had exploded high above his head and it didn't look like he had any wounds from shrapnel.
That's when Serif and Rakla
