One hour later.
The late autumn sunset was as red as blood, dyeing the entirety of Fortress Mountain City in a deep crimson.
The streets near the city gates were devastated. The charred remains of several armored vehicles still billowed black smoke, and the pungent smell of melted metal filled the air. The slate-paved roads were fractured into shallow, cobweb-like craters.
The dozen or so concrete buildings destroyed by the aftermath of the battle were reduced to half-standing ruined walls with twisted, exposed rebar. The concrete walls had collapsed into rubble. Team after team of Alliance Country soldiers appeared to clear the scene.
"Are they really human?"
Whenever they looked at the collapsed ruins and the shallow craters dotting the ground, shock and bewilderment washed over the soldiers' faces. Some instinctively recalled the daytime battle scenes, their faces turning slightly pale as they wondered if even Superpower Level experts could achieve such destruction.
