The council members were stunned beyond belief.
The tremors from that last attack had yet to settle—and neither had the sinking weight in their chests.
That level of destruction…
It was far beyond anything they had ever imagined possible from an eighteen-year-old boy.
"That much power… in the hands of a teenager?" someone whispered.
"...he could've erased the entire island if he wanted," another murmured.
"That bridge was reinforced—and it crumpled like a castle of cards."
Many still sat with their lips parted, unable to fully grasp the scene they had just witnessed. The absurdity of it felt unreal, almost impossible to accept.
If not for the tremors they felt from so far beyond the main site, they might have dismissed the entire thing as an illusion.
But no… the destruction was real.
Domella clenched her fists at her sides, eyes narrowing at the anomaly she had been underestimating until now.
