"Yeah, let's go,"
They moved through the night...
The news would spread among the nobility faction-' the nobles were mobilizing for war...'
Well according to them it was an extermination of pests and the destination...Westley City.
Neveah stood atop a tree. His eyes scanned the city before him, taking in the scenes.
People scurried through the streets, some scavenging their meager belongings from the wreck Neveah had cleared before, others gathering in small groups, helping each other... They hadn't even got over the previous attack.
" Sigh... I'll give you guys a heads up." Thought Neveah looking at the scenes below.
Neveah raised his hand. A ball of fire started forming, it was small at first... He then channeled his power, and the fireball grew, it then started spinning and swirling and intensifying as it grew larger until it morphed into a tornado, a tornado of dark-red flame.