In a voice akin to a grinding tombstone, you finish uttering the arcane words as you place a single finger upon the brow of your intended target causing their hair to stand on end. A hint of ozone wafts through the air just as lighting arcs through their body, coursing through every bone and tendon, sapping the strength from their muscles and burning flesh where it super heats any metal it finds on their person. – Submitted by (Alias: Jeremy Burns)