ɬɧɛ ɱąɖ ƙıŋɠ//℘ʝɱʄʄ

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It happened within a split second but the aftermath had delayed it's leave and caused great damage to the already disorientate field of Noland. At the collision of the fists of the King and the General, a massive visible semi sphere shock wave blew up from the clashed powers. The wave was so great and deadly that it felt a seismic wave, sending everyone near the collision flying back like papers, even caused a split second of blindness as well.

The sphere shock wave expanded as it stretched across the field before it abruptly shrunk into a small dot but released a sonic boom and pierced their ears with a loud ringing that muffled all the screams and cries. The small dot sucked in all lingering energy around the battlefield before it disappeared with a pop.

A thin layer of smoke engulfed the silent field of Noland. The smoke had blurred the scene of the war, only made the outline of figures that were laying on the ground visible. The once crumbled ground was flattened but with occasional bumps and cracks and crashed bodies between them. Though the cracked filed had recovered back, there's another crack or rather- a hole in the ground. A massive, asteroid sized, dent in the middle of the field where the smoke was most concentrated.

At this point, only some vessels had survived with their quick-witted instincts to whip out either a thorn cage around them or a flaming shield in front of them but those who were a second behind were all dead. The only ones who were just borderline safe were the royalist from both sides as their chariots were at the far back of the armies.

At the back of Inferno's side grew a wall of marble, towering over a group of people to shelter them. The blue haired council member slowly lowered his arms, making the wall of marble to redraw itself back into the ground and turned into soil as if they were never there. The group of flabbergasted people stayed on their crouching positions as they narrowed their eyes at the seemingly deserted field with lingering smoke.

"Light it up, Hoseok", a blonde man lowly said as he kept his sharp eyes at the foggy scene. The orange haired man stood up and raised an arm, summoning a strike of lightning down from the cloudy sky. A blink of bright light lit up the sky before a long strike of lightning stretched towards the ground. However, the group men soon got thrown off their utter puzzlement when the tip of the lightning bounced off some kind of invisible force before it deflected off with a vicious strike on a nearby tall tree, blasting it in half.

"What the....", Hoseok whispered in disbelief, even his eyes were dulling from the previous glow of yellow. He eyed the rest of the group with a frown before staring straight at the blonde man who had his gaze still trained on the field. "Namjoon, the hell was that?", the red haired man asked through his breathy, feeling anxious for his cousin who had yet to make any movement within the fogged field .

"A force field....or a vacuum...", Namjoon whispered to himself before approaching the field where the smoke brushed against his body. He glanced around, up and down, letting his eyes absorb as much details he could find. Something was telling him not to step any further and he knew it was his Intelligence power holding his curiosity back before it kills him. "Word?", a deep voice sounded beside him, making him turned to face the pale man with mint green hair. "I'm not really sure yet but we have to find Jimin", Namjoon replied with a stern voice before whipping his head around to catch the doe eyes of a blue haired man.