"The world I came from was full of things you wouldn't believe," I began. "There were no enchanted weapons, no ancient spells, no divine blessings, but we had our own kind of wonders. As far as weapons go, imagine a bow that fires arrows, but the arrows are condensed down to a size smaller than your finger and move with such terrifying speed that you'd be dead before you even finished hearing the explosion of power that came from the weapon. If that wasn't enough, we had ways of destroying entire cities. The capital you know of here? It would be gone in a matter of hours, wiped from existence with a single attack capable of obliterating every living soul. Of course, we tried not to use these weapons, due to the reasonable controversy behind them."
Nythera's eyes widened in horror, her drink nearly slipping from her grasp. "You're joking," she murmured. "Weapons that could erase an entire city? And you just… had them?"
