BOOM!
The commerce district erupted in chaos.
The ground quaked violently, splitting the earth with a deafening roar.
Cobblestones fractured under the pressure as a blinding shockwave tore through the street, hurling dust and debris high into the sky.
Screams tore through the air.
Pedestrians and hawkers scattered in every direction—some diving behind carts, others shielding children and clutching their loved ones.
Eyes wide, limbs trembling, people dared a glance toward the heart of the destruction.
Where once stood the towering and newly built Seven Talisman Trade Hall, there was now only ruin.
A massive crater gaped in the center of the commercial district. Crumbled walls smoked and sizzled as if hit by lightning.
The once proud banner of the Seven Talisman Trade Hall lay torn, fluttering helplessly in the debris-choked wind.
Thick clouds of dust rose like an apocalyptic fog, choking out the sunlight and darkening the skies above.
From the ruins... blood seeped.
