Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-19164168-20161114141822/@comment-25073873-20161125123304

Krysaiel shrugged and lifted his hand, as the same blue spirals began to form, like earlier. He had stopped the people from not noticing him - it would be weird if he launched an attack and obliterated a chunk of opponents if everyone ignored his existence. A blue sphere formed in Krysaiel's hand, and he smiled.

Making sure Reyna was not in the way, Krysaiel released the attack. A part of his psychokinesis, meant to maximize the destruction it caused. From Krysaiel's hand flared a gigantic flash of blue light, as a torrent of cerulean energy crushed and disintegrated everything in its path. A wave of annihilation formed the front.

People, buildings, defences. It didn't matter. Anything caught in the path of Krysaiel's attack was obliterated with no exception. Something that wasn't the work of a human mage, obviously. The scale of destruction was off the charts. It wasn't something comprehensible.

When the light faded, the land before Krysaiel had levelled, looking as if a gigantic drill just passed through everything, with no ability to stop or change direction...

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Freya was still attacking when she felt the wind change, and noticed a blinding blue light.

She knew what it was. Krysaiel performing the most overkill attack he had. Or at least the most overkill attack Freya thought he had.