KWAAANG!!!
A blinding flash tore through the warehouse.
A violent storm of lightning exploded from my blade, engulfing the space in roaring light and sound. The force of it shook the ground beneath my feet—then, with a deafening crash, one side of the warehouse wall gave way, crumbling outward in a shower of debris.
"…Wow."
The word slipped out before I could stop it.
Even I hadn't expected that.
I had unleashed the technique at full strength, not bothering to hold back or control the surge of power—and the result was far beyond anything I imagined.
As the light faded and the smoke slowly cleared, the devastation revealed itself piece by piece.
Chunks of the wall lay scattered across the ground.
Sparks still danced faintly in the air, flickering between the collapsed beams.
And all around, the kidnappers were sprawled motionless on the floor, groaning faintly.
'…They're not dead, are they?'
A sudden wave of worry hit me. I crouched slightly, scanning the fallen men.
