Trapped By The Power
Lightning
flared out from the apex of the central cone in the great chamber, lancing
out toward each of the lower cones, slamming into them with sparks and
fire. Thunder, deafeningly loud, the sound of the earth cracking
open and splitting itself apart, roared through the great chamber.
Blinding light exploded out from the lightning strike to reflect off every
silver surface, flooding the chamber with brilliance.
The lesser
cones answered back, sending their own thunderbolts back to strike at the
top of the center cone, blasting it into incandescence. Then, as
suddenly as it had been there, the lightning was gone, and the cones were
as they had been, unaffected by the massive power that had played around
them. The sound of the thunder echoed through the chamber, reverberating
back and forth like the angry war-cry of some long-forgotten god.
The chamber
shuddered and shook with the thunder. Chewbacca, aboard the Falcon,
was thrown from his bunk as the ship bounced and lurched along with the
chamber. He was halfway to the ship's control room before he came
fully awake and realized the ship was on the ground.
Not just
on the ground, but under it, in a sealed chamber, with no hope of
escape.