Mud and grass leaves were blown into the air along with the mangled, bloodied pieces of flesh of the corpses. Nico’s vision was blocked by the pieces of rocks that were blown.
Everything splattered everywhere like raindrops. After a few moments’ time as it fell to the ground, everything returned to normal again. The gigantic hand and the black clouds had dispersed so quick that it almost seemed to have never been there.
The sky regained its clarity and sunlight shined upon the land once more.
A gigantic handprint was all that was left at the original location of the small hill. Everything within the scope of that hand had all been completely flattened.
From carriages, soldiers, warhorses, war banners, and the three wizards—all of them had disappeared.
*Crack*
A crisp sound echoed in the sky.
The diamond-shaped crystal shattered into fragments and disappeared into the wind as it seemed to have been ground into white powder.
