Rayo was successful with landing the punches. The lighting was ignited and the attacks were a beautiful sight; sparks had flown and the sound of electricity screeching was unbelievable. The luchador felt as if this was surreal, he could not accept lighting was emanating from his hands. The punches against the hound's skin created a surge of energy to be blasted inside them.

 The fighter could tell the hounds' were suffering from the electricity traveling through their body. Their blood was boiling from the heat and their bodies began giving off smoke. Rayo could begin smelling the awful smell of burning. The sight was not wondeful, but he was glad the were not resistant to his punches. They collapsed to the floor and kept shaking vibrantly. It was then that all movement had stopped, but the sound of electricity could still be heard from their bodies. 

 Rayo felt a bit proud, but disgusted. He had no time to view the moment as the gas cloud was traveling down the street and he did not want to become dog chow. The action of leaving felt dishonest; however, Rayo did all that he could by throwing a portion of people on the rooftops. Rayo activated his jumping skills and leaped toward the nearest building.

 As he was climbing, he eyed the situation below him. The cloud had showed no signs of stopping and the people just kept getting enveloped. The screams and howls had not stopped. Rayo gritted his teeth and kept going; he figured running away from the cloud and the hounds was the best option. He'll need to figure out how to deal with them during this time.