CRACKLE! POP! Thick smoke billowed, flames shooting in all directions. After a while, the Cannons, blasted sky-high by the massive explosion, plunged into the sea in twisted shapes with a series of PLOPS. The fragile human remains and ship debris, already burned beyond recognition, mingled with the pitch-black smoke and ash. A gust of wind scattered them across the entire Long-range Fleet. This obliterated every visible and tangible piece of physical evidence of the crime. An intense, acrid stench immediately followed, instantly filling everyone's nostrils. It gave them an even more visceral understanding of the explosion's horrific intensity. Only a few splintered, charred sections of the ship's bottom remained at the site. Thanks to the wood's natural buoyancy, they continued to burn fiercely even as they slowly sank.
"You're saying this was a signal flare... misfire?"
