While the awakeners that rushed toward Sam's direction were still far away, Sam himself was not.
He was already standing at the very center of it all, trapped with no space to move.
The orb in front of him pulsed like a beating heart, swelling larger with every passing second until it reached its peak.
And then it erupted.
The [Nuke] had been unleashed, an ability so destructive that its very name made entire groups of awakeners tremble.
It was a calamity compressed into one glowing sphere, and once it detonated, everything caught in its range for kilometers would be wiped from existence.
Sam was standing directly in the middle.
There was no barrier he could retreat behind, no ally who could pull him away, no miracle that could suddenly teleport him elsewhere.
There was only him, the orb, and the inevitable detonation.
"Alright," he sighed.
[3...]
"I'll tank it… somehow."
[2...]
"Not like I have any other option."
