The smoke dissipated, and where the dummy had once stood, there was only a broken stake. Schalezusk was shocked, his heavy brow furrowed in grim fascination. If I were to be hit with that, my entire body would disappear, he thought, the sheer destructive force of the cannon leaving him momentarily speechless.
Karl wasn't exactly lying about the enemy's body being sprayed across the ground; the image was horribly vivid in his mind.
Simon, however, was not just shocked but utterly overwhelmed by the power of the new weapon Karl had demonstrated. He saw not just a single missing dummy, but the end of an era.
With these weapons, the time of swords and arrows is over; a much more destructive form of warfare has been born, one that cares not for honor or personal combat.
