Rathiks grunts harshly in his mask as that gauntlet smashes into his shield. It blossoms into azure light, which shines across the bridge brilliantly. There's something bad about attacking an Elder Captain that's taken over a Baron's ship, though: he's taken the lion's share of Eliksni war gear. The shield holds, despite the fountain of color streaming away from where the lightning struck, and the sabre whistles again in Kraxian's direction.