The thick mist that had shrouded the forest clearing was finally fading away, revealing the sheer scale of destruction left in the wake of the battle.
The forest clearing had been completely destroyed. The surrounding sturdy ancient oak trees have all been crushed, uprooted or bent due to the fight.
Back in Dylan's backyard, the scene was no less chaotic. Earth shards protruded like broken teeth, mud formed from the spray of ocean water and shattered fragments of stone armor were scattered across what used to be a pristine grass courtyard.
Dylan stood at the edge of the porch, his eyes canning the ruined yard. "Haaayst, This is the second time already... I even moved places to do the fight. But the sheer scale of our fight had also become greater so it still suffered collateral damage. Fortunately, it did not reach the house."
