What was torn apart?
Arthur knew in the next moment.
The hissing sound of the fuse burning beside his ear, he was all too familiar with it.
Without hesitation, he let his two "Hands of Void" toss the wicker box over, caught it in one go, and turned to run.
Of course, he did not forget to remind Wiggins.
In fact, this streetwise Golden Finger didn't need Arthur's reminder at all; as soon as he saw Arthur running, he took to his heels too.
Just as the two had run about twenty meters away—
Boom!
Flames engulfed everything, rising rapidly.
The building that the toad used as a foothold was utterly obliterated, and five or six nearby houses also suffered the consequences.
Wiggins looked back at the scene behind him, his face a mask of lingering fear.
He had tried to expect the greatest danger possible from travelling with Arthur.
But only now did he realize that his overestimate didn't even reach Arthur's lower limit.
