The tidal wave off… earth… rushed forth climbing over the buildings swallowing them whole and adding them to its increasing height.
The ground shook under Dalis and lifted him, sending him flying with the child in arms, his body moved instinctively and curled around the boy, protecting him as he was flung at least a hundred meters forward.
Dalis rolled to a stop and the boy tumbled to the ground in an unconscious heap.
He rolled his tongue around his mouth and spat out a glob of wet dust, then he hurled the boy over his shoulder and limped down the street as he limped he noticed the cause, it was his right leg that like his hand was a bazillion times larger.
He aimed the blame for his condition to that damnable vile of corrupted energy, he knew that it wasn’t safe.
All around him was pandemonium, as he pulled himself along the streets, he noticed a sea of water in the d
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