ZK dragged his palm across a steel pillar, and the entire section of the structure vanished into a spray of red mist and dust. The particles scattered into the air like smoke, flesh and steel turning to nothing in seconds. His power didn't just destroy—it erased. Whatever he touched dematerialized completely, leaving behind no solid remains. Screams echoed through the wreckage.
Another massive piece of the building groaned and collapsed, falling several floors down. ZK didn't even flinch. He raised his hand again and swiped it through another support beam. It shattered like it was made of paper.
The building was crumbling. Tilted. Unstable. Most people had evacuated already. Those who hadn't were either trapped or too afraid to move. But there were still four people stuck on the top floor. Trapped in the section that hadn't collapsed yet.
Kelly was one of them.
