CHAPTER 868
"Ack… ugh…."
Every soul within the coliseum groaned in a painful unison, as the blast had been potent enough to reach the entire perimeter, even throwing the brooding Finral off his feet and onto the hard ground.
A thick blanket of dust immediately descended over the ruins, as the massive structure was effectively leveled to the soil.
Not a single wall or spectator stand remained rooted; everything crumbled to the floor like a fragile stack of cards.
Everyone was utterly disoriented.
Heads ached in a synchronized throb as they desperately struggled to avoid being flung further away by the residual tremors.
…..
Seconds stretched into several minutes before the choking dust finally cleared and the survivors managed to regain their composure.
Coughs tore through the stagnant air as they tried to shake off the persistent dizziness clouding their vision and minds.
Soon enough, they could perceive the devastating new state of the coliseum.
