Odyssey Of Survival-Chapter 70 A Show Of Power

The air turned icy, the temperature plummeting rapidly as a chill crept across the island. Madison's face drained of color, her usually confident demeanor replaced with one of sheer dread. Her hands trembled as she clasped them to her sides, trying to steady herself.

Bella noticed her unease immediately. "Madison, what's wrong?" Bella asked, her voice rising slightly with worry.

Madison didn't answer right away, her eyes locked on the beach as if she were seeing a nightmare unfold before her. Finally, she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the storm. "He's here again."

Bella frowned in confusion. "Who? Who's here?"

Instead of replying, Madison raised a shaky hand and pointed toward the beach. Bella followed her gaze, her breath hitching when she saw what Madison was looking at.

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Standing on the sand, directly in front of Nate, was a man. His entire body appeared to be made of ice, glistening under the faint light that broke through the storm clouds. The ocean surrounding him had frozen solid, and jagged ice shards jutted out from the ground as if he were the epicenter of an icy explosion. Bella could feel the power radiating from him even at this distance.

"So powerful," Bella murmured, unable to tear her eyes away from the scene.

On the beach, Nate stood his ground. Unlike their previous encounter, there was no fear in his expression. His posture was steady, his fists clenched at his sides as lightning crackled faintly around him. His eyes glowed faintly, matching the lightning that danced across the stormy sky.

The two figures stood face to face, elemental opposites. The icy man exuded an aura of cold that made the air itself seem sharp, while Nate's presence was charged with crackling energy, the storm above reflecting the tension between them.

From the distance, Bella and Madison watched in awe. One side of the beach was dominated by ice, with frost crawling up the sand and the waves frozen in mid-motion. The other side was alive with streaks of lightning, the air itself vibrating with electric energy. Even the sky above seemed to split in two, one half dark and stormy, the other eerily calm and cold.

"Who are you?" Nate finally asked, his voice steady but edged with curiosity.

The ice man tilted his head slightly, as if studying Nate. He seemed almost curious, his icy features twisting into something resembling recognition. "I know it is you," the man said, his voice hollow and dry, like the whisper of wind over frozen tundra. "How are you alive?"

Nate's brow furrowed in confusion. "What are you talking about? Who are you?"

The icy man's gaze bore into Nate, unblinking and cold. "You shouldn't be here. You should be dead."

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From their vantage point, Madison and Bella exchanged uneasy glances. Bella's eyes darted between the icy figure and Nate, her mind racing with questions. "What is he talking about?" she whispered.

Madison shook her head. "I don't know, but…" She trailed off, biting her lip as her gaze returned to the beach.

The ice man took a step closer to Nate, the frost spreading beneath his feet. "You're not him," the man finally said, his tone less accusatory but no less chilling. "But you're connected to him."

"Connected to who?" Nate demanded, his frustration evident.

The ice man didn't answer. Instead, he straightened, his icy exterior shimmering. "It doesn't matter," he said, his tone final. "None of your kind deserve to live."

In an instant, the icy figure vanished, disappearing so quickly it was as if he had been a mirage.

Nate barely had time to react before a cold wind slammed into him, nearly knocking him off balance. The air around him seemed to crackle with tension, the storm intensifying above.

Bella grabbed Madison's arm, her nails digging into her skin. "What just happened? Where did he go?"

Madison didn't answer. Her face was pale, her eyes wide with fear as they darted around the beach, searching for any sign of the ice man. "He's fast," she muttered, mostly to herself. "Too fast."

The storm surged, and Bella's heart raced as she realized they were in the middle of something far beyond their understanding. Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the beach in brief, brilliant flashes. The clash of elements—ice and electricity—was palpable, the air charged with a tension that made it hard to breathe.

Madison's hand tightened on Bella's arm. "Stay back," she warned, her voice low and urgent. "It's dangerous."

Lightning crackled and danced around Nate as he appeared a few steps away from the spot he had been standing moments ago. His body radiated raw energy, sparks flickering off his skin as the air around him buzzed with electricity. The ice man turned his head, his frozen features betraying a moment of surprise. He hadn't expected Nate to evade his attack so effortlessly.

With a single wave of his hand, the ice man summoned an avalanche of ice that surged across the beach. Massive shards and waves of frozen debris cascaded toward Nate, covering the ground with a wall of frost. The air turned frigid, frost forming on nearby rocks and plants as the temperature plummeted even further.

Madison, standing at a distance with Bella, realized the imminent danger. Without hesitation, she grabbed Bella's arm. "We have to move—now!" she said, her voice urgent. In a flash of light, the two girls vanished, reappearing a safe distance away.

The power behind the avalanche was immense. The sound of ice crashing and grinding against itself echoed across the island. Nate stood his ground, unflinching, even as the frost crept closer. He could feel the sheer force of the attack, but there was no fear in his eyes—only resolve.

Lightning sparked in his gaze, his eyes glowing brighter as the energy within him built to a crescendo. Slowly, he began to rise into the air, lifted by the storm that raged above.

From within the swirling clouds, Nate disappeared, becoming one with the tempest. Lightning bolts shot down in rapid succession, striking the beach with devastating precision. Each strike tore through the frozen ground, shattering the icy landscape created by the ice man.

The chaos on the beach was visible even from the camp. The survivors, who had gathered near the cave, looked on in horror as the storm raged. Flashes of lightning illuminated the darkened skies, while the sound of thunder rolled across the island like cannon fire.

Jack, standing near the cave entrance, squinted at the storm in disbelief. His voice trembled as he asked, "Is it him? The lightning dude—he's back, isn't he?"

No one answered, but the fear was evident on their faces. The ground beneath them trembled with each distant thunderclap, and the occasional stray lightning bolt struck the surrounding jungle, reducing entire trees to smoldering stumps.

Inside the storm, Nate floated amidst the chaos, his body radiating with power. He raised one hand, his fingers crackling with energy as he reached toward the incoming avalanche of ice.

"Enough," he murmured, his voice barely audible above the storm.

The storm seemed to obey his command. A massive bolt of lightning surged from the swirling clouds, its brightness blinding as it streaked toward the oncoming wave of ice. The two forces collided with a deafening boom, a sound so loud it echoed across the entire island.

The shockwave from the impact was immense. Trees near the beach bent and cracked under the force, and the ground trembled as if the island itself were trying to withstand the blow. Madison and Bella shielded their eyes from the blinding light, their hearts pounding as they tried to make sense of what was happening.

When the light finally faded, silence fell over the island. The storm above dissipated, the clouds retreating to reveal a calm, clear sky. The ice man was gone, his presence erased as if he had never been there.

Nate descended slowly from the sky, his feet touching the ground with a soft thud. His expression was calm and focused. The storm's energy had left him, the lightning no longer crackling around his frame.

The beach, however, was unrecognizable. The frozen portion had been completely melted by the lightning, leaving behind pools of water and steam that rose into the air. The sand was scorched and uneven, littered with cracks and debris. The ocean near the shore had been evaporated in sections, revealing jagged rocks beneath the surface.

Madison and Bella cautiously approached the beach, their breaths shallow as they took in the scene. Madison's voice was shaky as she spoke. "The island… it'll never be the same."

Bella nodded, her eyes fixed on Nate, who stood silently in the aftermath of the battle. "Neither will he," she murmured.

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Thanks for the power stones and golden tickets.