The city dropped away beneath them.
Quinlan cut through the smoke in a shallow arc with wind packed tight around his frame. Ruined towers slid past below, and heat rose in waves from burning streets, tugging at the air currents as he adjusted his angle without slowing.
He'd only destroyed a small part of the city due to his attack being condensed and highly concentrated into a big bang in a small area. The outer walls, the most reinforced part of the city, still stood tall, albeit a bit shaken, despite being hit.
It showed that he still had ways to go. Though expecting himself to punch away millennia-old constructs that were filled to the brim with structural artifacts meant to withstand the firepower of dwarven artillery might be unfair.
But, in the future, nothing was impossible.
