The firework

The wind tousles her wolfcut as she stands there with a smile. "Now, I believe we've cleared enough space for the platoon. There might be a few remnants in the west, but I doubt they pose a significant threat."

The rushing sound of water gradually grows louder as the newly formed bay fills up. If I were to guess, Venidith obliterated the entire northeast of the island. Still, it seems the factory might have survived.

"Damn, you would've taken out the factory if your attack had veered slightly to the west," I remark as Abigail's barrier dissipates.

"Well, that's why I aim to direct her away from the general vicinity of the factory," Venidith explains, stretching casually. "Consider it a warm-up, but if Sakuna were at her strongest, the entire planet would be in shambles."