"What... what happened?" Ira muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. She stood atop the crumbling edge of a building, watching the massive explosion subside. The blinding flash of light and the deafening roar had vanished, leaving only a perfect void of nothingness.
Zara stood beside her, clutching the ledge with trembling hands. Her eyes were wide, unblinking, as she stared at the destruction below. Even she, who had witnessed countless horrors since the apocalypse began, felt restless. This power... It wasn't meant to exist—especially not in the hands of mortals.
A few steps away, Theo remained silent, his expression grim. The aftermath of the blast was sobering. The massive crater left behind was already filling with water. In a few days, it would probably become a lake, though the unnervingly perfect cylindrical shape would mark it as something far from natural.
