With a thunderous boom and resounding crash, the shattered mountain tore into the battlefield with bone-crushing force, an earthquake ripping violently through the battlefield as dust, stones, and smoke covered everything for a couple of meters in every direction. The ground trembled beneath the overwhelming impact, and fragments of rock scattered wildly across the torn terrain.
As the dust gradually cleared and the thick haze began to settle, Asher could see a solitary figure standing upon the peak of the shattered mountain, his body calm and relaxed, his posture utterly composed. He had already killed Number One, Number Two, and Number Three with unsettling ease.
