The radiation dissipated like morning fog.
What remained of the street was unrecognizable. Craters pockmarked the concrete. Buildings on either side had lost their front walls—exposing gutted interiors, collapsed ceilings, furniture reduced to splinters. The warehouse where Kael and Sage had fought for their lives now sported a massive hole in its roof, debris scattered across a hundred-meter radius.
The crater where he'd stood still glowed faintly orange at the edges—residual heat from a blast that had hit with the force of a Mana Heart Rank 4 cultivator's full-powered attack.
Kael sat on a chunk of broken wall.
Miss Beauty stood in the center of the devastation, arms crossed, green eyes scanning the ruins with the casual disinterest of someone surveying a minor inconvenience.
"You wasted too much energy."
Kael blinked.
"What?"
