At 8 stories, the chance of death is almost guaranteed. But to Charlie, it really wasn’t a big deal. His only worry is being spotted by the rebels as he dips below the mountaintop.

To help secure his descent, he grasped the thunder warning in his pocket. The thunder warning, made from the lightning strike wood gifted to him by Jasmine, was Charlie’s most prized weapon.

Although he’d used the powers of the thunderstorm many times further cracking the wood’s surface, there were still some uses left. Charlie didn’t like using the thunder warning because of the noise. But this time he planned to use it as a diversion.

The whole mountain was quiet, and there were few people here. The roads were almost empty of vehicles, and most people below could only hear the sounds of the wind and light rainfall.

Lightning suddenly flashed through the sky, slamming the top of the western mountain, shattering stone and turning several rebel soldiers into ash!

The deafening rumble of thunder resounded through the mountains and valley below like a missile strike.

On the plane, Zack Lyles was stunned by the explosion. He blurted out: “Damn it! How can there be a thunderstorm here in the middle of winter!?”