Three massive mushroom clouds appeared mid-air, tendrils of smoke cascading down like tassels, and the already desolate city below was flattened by the blast's invisible hand.
Light, heat, and radiation recklessly filled the area, killing everything within range.
Luckily, despite the nuclear bomb's strength, its power is hard to concentrate.
Carl's body was as tough as a meteorite, supported by the Third Ring Witchcraft Life Source, even at the explosion's core, where his flesh swiftly dissolved, his body rapidly recovered, countering destruction.
The explosion came quickly and dissipated just as fast.
With a jolt, Carl's battered body lifted over ten people into the sky, shortly landing by a small creek.
"Conni!"
"Knight Conni!"
"..."
The crowd hurriedly surrounded him, voices full of concern, unable to hide their emotional excitement.
Apart from Hume and the others, most hadn't interacted much with Carl, joining the team merely because they shared the same ideals.
