Cain eyed the storm as he stood tall and observed his spear become a conductor of something incredible. He clenched his fists together as he made his first steps. Right foot, left foot, right foot, repeat. He entered the storm of electricity, his armour searing black from its power. But still he pushed on. The electricity shocked his entire figure, and he began to move slower and slower as he reached out his hand to grasp the dragon spear he had used to throw at Bjorn. Then, with his left hand, he grasped the spear from around its shaft and raised it from the ground. He fell to his knees as he raised his spear to the air in victory as his steed appeared once more form the flames of the barrier and rose its legs as it looked upon the storm in fear.