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One hundred meters was but an instant for a rocket-propelled grenade.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the grenade had penetrated the carriage and detonated violently!
Amidst a thunderous roar that shook the heavens, the central carriage instantly burst into flames, shredded into pieces, while the two horses drawing the cart lay dead on the ground within moments.
The guards suffered as well. Countless shrapnel flew out like rain, piercing their armor and bodies at speeds several times faster than the speed of sound. Most had lost consciousness before they even comprehended what had happened.
The carriages in front and behind were slightly less affected; despite their carriages being peppered with holes, they at least remained whole in shape. The horses didn't die instantly from the explosion and, panic-stricken from the pain and loud noise, started madly running around with the carriages in tow.
Of course, this wasn't the situation the players from Paradise had hoped for.
