Black lightning...? No way, another God Slayer? To be precise it was Lightning God Slayer Magic, a magic he encountered quite frequently back in the temple where he elders once lived. Whatever trauma Nolan had been going through with his gynophobia was soon pass and replaced with a feeling much greater than fear: pure rage. Nolan stood up on the ground that he was thrown onto and his cold eyes now burned with a flame as he stared at God Slayer in front of him with a new goal in mind. One that involved her lying on the ground without her head. [color=00746b]"This bitch...how dare she call herself a God Slayer."[/color] His hair began to flutter around as a magic aura, clouds of black that seemed to be like ash flying in a violent wind. [color=00746b]"You fucking disgrace!"[/color]

Nolan leaped off and clouds of black ash surrounded him, only to start forming into a truck sized skull with its mouth wide open. [color=00746b]"Eat this! Ash God's Gluttony!"[/color] He swung his arms down and the skull flew straight towards Janice, the skull of ash would bite down on the Lightning God Slayer and it would explode, the searing hot ash would certainly burn her, hinder her sight, and breathing if this attack were to actually get in contact with her.