Arriving at Qilos Republic's shorelines after the meteor shower had died down, Astaroth took in the devastation, multiple parts of the city had taken.
Frankly, it was not something that could be ignored.
Buildings were destroyed, flames raged on, dust and debris was everywhere, and rubbles, upon rubbles of rubbles, piled up in irregular amounts.
In addition to that, there were fresh molten craters all around, all of which were still exuding an immense amount of heat wave.
And yet, there was not a single human that died from the sudden showers of destruction, each and every single one of them, still a bit taken aback by the small, blue-hued domes that had individually protected each and every one of them.
In contrast though, the demons along with the other races, perished without mercy, with only a select few amongst them, keeping their lives.