Lilith and her men stood still for about three more seconds, their eyes fixed on the warehouse. The air was still, heavy with silence.
Then—BOOM!
The warehouse exploded in a massive blast, sending flames and smoke high into the morning sky. The sound shook the trees, birds scattered from the branches, and the ground trembled. The shockwave pushed dust and debris out in every direction. Flames burst out like fingers reaching for the sky, followed by thick black smoke curling upward. Whatever was left inside the building, including the bodies they'd just carried in, was gone.
No one said a word. They all watched. Flames still roared in the distance, eating through what little was left of the structure. The ruins glowed orange, cracked metal groaning in the heat. The fire consumed everything.
The bodies? Gone. Not even ash would be recognizable.
