Asher's purple eyes followed the towering silhouette of Ryaen's imposing bone titan as it thundered forward, tearing through the land like a force of nature. He watched it vanish into the distant horizon, his gaze lingering for a moment longer before he finally tore it away, allowing his attention to settle upon the scene of devastation all around him.
The destruction was staggering, almost surreal, a landscape scarred by calamity. Even the intense battle between himself and Hillary had never birthed such a catastrophic apocalypse.
His thoughts wandered back to his previous life as Ethan. Humanity, fragile and limited as it was, could never have hoped to create such devastation without resorting to weapons like nuclear bombs. The sheer scale of ruin here was almost incomprehensible compared to the earth he once knew.
