A terrifying aura crashed down upon the land, as if the entire world had been overtaken by the blood-red giant hand.
No one had expected such a sudden shift, and there was no time to react.
The blood-colored hand slammed directly into the area occupied by the Mora family.
Boom!
A deafening explosion echoed through the meat factory.
Dust and debris erupted, while the very mountains trembled under the terrifying force.
When the dust finally settled, all that remained where the Mora family had stood was a massive handprint, deeply embedded in the ground.
The hundreds of Mora family members were gone, leaving nothing but a grim, muddy stain.
They'd all been obliterated in a single blow.
It was then that everyone noticed a figure in a blood-red robe hovering silently in the sky.
With his arms crossed, he floated in midair, a pair of crimson wings flaring out from his back.