Sacrificial Lamb.

Soverick's four blind white eyes focused on the entity at last but the entity felt shocked instead of happiness. Then after the shock came fear. Its eyes widened in full-blown fear. Then it turned around and transformed into its lightning form. It shot away from Soverick as fast as it could. It was fleeing. Something told it that it had better retreat or it will regret it.

Soverick sneered. There's no escaping now that he has his attention on this entity and he has some use for it. His divine sense began to solidify. It formed into a golden hand that grabbed toward the fleeing entity. The golden hand slapped the lightning bolt down from the sky to the ground as one will swat at a fly.