The world itself split apart. A massive ravine carved across the land, swallowing everything in its path. The shockwave destroyed everything it touched.
Everything before the attack,all turned to dust in a blinding flash.
Hans, Roosevelt, and Martina were thrown back, their bodies cut and bloodied as the wave tore through them.
Dominic's eyes gleamed with delight. "Hooo!" he whispered, impressed.
As the light faded, he noticed something that made his grin widen. A lone figure stood firm amidst the destruction.
Kael stood there,with the blood pouring down from a deep gash across his chest. His body was covered in cuts, yet he didn't fall. His blackish sword gleamed faintly as he rested it on his shoulder, his breath heavy but steady.
He had managed to deflect seventy percent of the attack.
"That's deadly..." Kael muttered under his breath. His heart pounded violently in his chest. If he hadn't blocked it, the three behind him would already be dead.
