From the air, an aerial bomb's power was like that of a huge stone dropped onto a calm water surface.
Trees and soil erupted like splashes of water. A shock wave formed rolling waves across the forest canopy. Nearby trees snapped outward in a fan shape, toppling from the blast.
Billowing smoke, mingled with flames, shot straight into the sky.
The sound of the explosions boomed like thunder.
Seven Beak Eagle bombers flew at a steady pace along the bombing route, leaving a string of massive craters in the jungle below.
No one knew how many Heize Werewolves were killed by the blasts, how many were shaken to death, or how many were buried beneath the dirt and splinters raining down from the sky.
Throughout the bombing, the Heize Werewolves made no response. From high above, no movement from the Heize Werewolves could be seen, as if the forest held no defenders at all.
