The Capital Burns - 3

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The light that had enveloped the entirety of Nasca slowly faded away.

Rudra was unscathed, thanks to the power of [Castle Guard]; the same could not be said for the single digits.

All of them were without exception dead. The same thing happened to the citizens of the city, who were caught unaware by the explosion.

To say the capital was devasted would be an understatement. The blast was no less weaker than Milim's Drago Nova. At a glance, Rudra estimated 3 quarters of the city to have completely been evaporated into nothingness. Just this attack alone had killed atleast millions of people.

The Emperor's gaze flicked to his "partner." The scorch dragon wasn't protected by [Castle Guard], and any barrier she herself had erected wouldn't be strong enough to survive an attack that was on par with the Milim Nava's drago Nova. And yet-

"Rudra, are you okay?" Velgrynd's voice appeared in Rudra's head, a usage of the very useful [Thought Communication] skill.

"Yes. [Castle Guard] protected me," in another scenario, the emperor might have been worried about the scorch dragon who had to be gravely injured after such an attack. However, Rudra send no words of concern, because he knew she was perfectly fine.

"Thanks for the help, Feldway," he said in his mind. "Hm," came the short response.

Indeed, standing right next to the Scorch Dragon was the first angel of origin. Clad in his usual military uniform, Feldway had negated most of the damage from the explosion, preventing Velgrynd from taking on an attack that would've otherwise injured her seriously.

Meanwhile, the woman behind the attack didn't follow up with anything else. She stood silently in one spot, her gaze fixed on Feldway.

The origin angel narrowed his eyes. Tension hung in the air, like a string being stretched to its limits.

Then, the "string" snapped.

The woman raised her palm again, no doubt preparing the same attack as before, but Feldway had no intention of letting her do it. He dashed foward, his own palm stretched towards the woman.

The angel crossed the distance in a heartbeat. His outstretched palm made contact with the woman's mask, creating a shockwave and sending the woman flying into the air.

Feldway pushed magicules to his body, before leaping into the air with mana powered legs. He stretched out his palm again.

The origin angel's fist was only a few milimetres away from impact when the woman suddenly dodged, her body jerking to the right in mid-air.

Feldway though had no intention of letting his build-up momentum go to waste. He raised his other fist upwards and brought it down in arc. The origin angel watched with satisfaction as his fist connected with the woman's mask, creating a visible crack in it before flinging her away.

Rudra saw an opportunity and immediately activated [Castle Guard] before running towards Velgrynd, who was watching the battle with intense concentration. "We have to leave," he said, and without even waiting for a response teleported them both away from the battlefield.

The woman meanwhile was send towards the ground instead of being send higher into the skies due to the angle of Feldway's fist. Her body made contact with the ground, creating an enormouse cloud of dust.

The houses and people that previously lived on the surface had already been killed in her initial attack, which meant that Feldway could let loose atleast a bit of his power, though truth be told the origin angel wouldn't have cared even if there were innocent civilians on the ground.

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