The explosion erupted instantly, sending a heatwave in all directions. Several floating landmasses were forcefully pushed away by the sheer impact.
Asmodeus' grin widened, growing wilder—like a mad beast that had just seen its prey bleeding. And he wanted more.
The soldiers guarding the mansion stared upward, their expressions filled with awe and fear. Some had their eyes and mouths wide open in shock. Had Clyde been defeated?
That attack was incredibly powerful. If they had been hit by it, they would have been evaporated into ash—or worse, completely burned into nothingness.
But Clyde was different. If it was him, they weren't sure what the outcome would be.
"You think he's still alive?" one of the soldiers asked.
"I don't know," the soldier beside him replied, his voice uncertain.
"We'll find out soon enough," the veteran soldier said calmly.