The explosion was so loud that even Daneel, Faxul and the unnamed person, who had paused outside the Kingdom of Axelor along with the Head so that the latter could heal Faxul as a courtesy, heard the loud sound and turned around toward the direction of the capital.
Slight tremors could be felt from the earth, and for a second, a flash of light could also be seen lighting up the sky further in that direction.
With his view of the entire continent from above, the Head could clearly see and understand what had happened.
The capital of Axelor had always been shaped like a massive dome, decorated artfully with the long bones of whatever the strange creature was that this Kingdom used for this purpose.
Right now, right in the middle of it was a large, smoking hole, through which the emptiness where the Throne Room had once been could be seen.
Furrowing his eyebrows, the Head turned to fix his eyes on Daneel, who adopted an expression more innocent than any he had shown before.
