As I turned around, I took in the surroundings. The sight before me sent shivers down my spine, as the soul weapon left behind a destructive path, a trail of devastation and carnage. The once pristine compartments were now transformed into gruesome scenes, with shattered assortments, blood-soaked walls, and severed body parts scattered across the floor. The stench of blood hung heavy in the air, a grim reminder of the violence that had unfolded.
As the shock began to wear off, I became acutely aware of the horrified expressions on the faces of my teammates. They stood frozen, their eyes wide with disbelief and fear. The magnitude of what they had just witnessed had silenced them, rendering them unable to find the words to express their horror.
Fatima's voice broke the silence, her tone a mix of awe and desire. "That weapon is awesome, Chief. Can I have it?"
'Again?..' I thought with a complicated expression. I didn't know what was running through her head.