Under the dreary grey canopy of the sky, sparse shrubberies and trees sprouted in the wilderness, with concrete power poles erected by the mud-cluttered roadside, conforming to the undulating hills like trees, seemingly crooked from a distance.
The black high-voltage power lines crisscrossed each other, stretching and intertwining in the mist, occasionally vanishing and reappearing.
A fierce white light flickered again at the horizon.
The colossal beam of light took its origin from the tip of the "Goddess's" finger and traced a path that resembled a suspended orbit, spreading across the expanse between heaven and earth with a slow, unstoppable momentum.
Every obstruction it passed, be it power poles, derelict buildings, roads, or earthen slopes or even the azure sky... became invisible.
It wasn't just empty; even natural colors were obliterated, leaving only a void of ghastly white.