With his black hair dancing in the wind, Amon fixed his amber, honey-colored gaze on the first beast that emerged as they left the camp. Wearing his gauntlets over a long-sleeved shirt, Amon caused golden lightning tinged with red threads to circulate around the gauntlets up to his elbow. The sound produced by the lightning was similar to a continuous crackling, a sharp and hissing noise that filled the air, punctuated by occasional louder bursts. The energy vibrated, buzzing with lively and pulsating energy, as the atmosphere became charged with palpable electrical tension.