A storm is brewing
*Thud*
*Thud* *Thud*…
The once-beautiful riverside had become unrecognizable as the dust settled. The sheer force of Soren's attack had completely altered the landscape.
Boulders and debris rained down from the sky, scattering across the new terrain created by the massive impact. The massive hole in the center of it all was a deep crater where the creature had been smashed into a pulp by intense gravity.
The aftermath of the attack was still thick in the air, and Aizel and Soren stood there looking at the devastation they had caused.
Aizel furrowed his brow in frustration and asked, "If you were capable of doing this, why didn't you do it earlier?"
"Then it would have been too easy." Soren directed Aizel's attention to the creature, which had degenerated into a pile of mush in the center of the massive hole.
Aizel let out a deep sigh.
"A dual-core! As expected of my sparring partner."