A cloud of darkness filled the air as smoke and soot rose into the sky. Electrically charged particles crackled with intensity, getting ionized from the sheer heat the explosion gave off.
Drakoth, the war general, and Circe were slightly disoriented, their ears ringing from the loud sound of the explosion and the shock that came with it.
Thankfully, Circe was able to protect them at the last minute, narrowly avoiding any injury or even death. But the same couldn't be said for their people.
After regaining her composure, Circe swept away all the smoke, soot, and ash that filled the air with a simple swipe of her hand, but when she saw the state of her kingdom, she collapsed to her knees.
"No." She muttered under he breath. "No, no, no, no, no. He...He wasn't lying. He was telling the truth. I just....I just-"
