Asura stood at the entrance of the mine, with his shimmering eyes watching the tunnel. He could sense them; more than a dozen people inside the mine, likely miners from the empire.
Without a moment passing, he held his palm towards the tunnel, creating two magic circles, one the colour of earth that began to create a stone wall blocking the entrance. The other was a crimson colour that became jet black before spewing the flames of destruction into the mines, with immense power spreading its flames to the very depths.
Deep in the mines, his enhanced hearing could hear their cries and screams of agony. They begged the goddess to save them. However, Asura felt no pain or mental anguish from their tortured cries as they burned and suffocated to death, his stone wall blocking them inside.
