It wasn't just the district. The entire city was battered by the shockwaves from the consequent colossal explosion, skyscrapers disintegrated, buildings level, roads scorched into craters, traffic lights and lampposts obliterated. Almost nothing was left standing after that.
Fortunately, by then, the mercenaries had successfully led most of the civilians out of the city. I was forming the rearguard, having been the last to leave Troy behind, and I quickly had Black Tortoise conjure a water barrier to protect what remained of the refugees who were still somehow within the blast radius.
Even with the water barrier, we were still sent sprawling over from the sheer force of the explosion.
"Ugh…"
