RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
The earth suffered seismic tremors, the ionized air formed intense lighting storms that struck the mainland indiscriminately, tsunamis flooded the coasts of the newly formed gulf and beyond, burying a portion of the land underwater.
The tremors were akin to contractions, giving birth to destruction.
Dormant volcanoes within the continent were triggered, and strong gale winds indiscriminately uprooted trees that weren't strong enough to resist.
Amidst all of the chaos in the distance, Berkah tilted his Mana drenched scalp and glanced at the beauty of violent lightning above him, a scene he strangely found quite appealing and therapeutic.
The scorched land beneath his feet was flooded by salty ocean water that was slowly receding, only to return once more.
The isolated island of their making was as barren as one can imagine, it would be no different from hell if a regular person were to somehow get stranded there.
