The Pantheon.

Dwayne cautiously entered the Daniels household. The lavish residence had suffered a lot in the space of a single day since Jennifer's unexpected arrival. Sophie's favourite rose bushes and prized flowerbeds had been incinerated by Jennifer's Spontaneous Flare technique, leaving most of the front yard charred and black. Umeus had done his own number on the front gate which lay on the street; bent and depressing. The windows at the front were shattered with the shards scattered across the tiled floor inside the house. What used to be a custom carved door of Soph—. . .Diana's business logo was nowhere to be seen — the hinges on its frame were the only proof that it ever existed.