[You hold you your hand dramatically! and a bolt of force lightning peals from your fingers, ripping up the wall and blackening the ground. Garbage bursts into flames; charred bits of plaster sprinkle down all around you like rain.]
[Though the electricity crackles over your arms and through your hair, it feels tingly but does not hurt. You're immune to it.]
Re: Haven
[Though the electricity crackles over your arms and through your hair, it feels tingly but does not hurt. You're immune to it.]