[: 3rd POV :]
Cecilia's heart raced as she took in the chaos unfolding before her.
"What is this…?" she muttered, her voice trembling with disbelief.
The once-familiar landscape, now twisted into a nightmare, was engulfed in destruction, chaos crackling in the air like a live wire.
In mere seconds, everything they knew was upended.
Buildings crumbled under invisible forces, their concrete exteriors shattered into jagged shards that littered the ground.
Fire flickered ominously, casting ghostly shadows that danced wildly amid the ruins.
The sky, once a brilliant blue, was now streaked with ominous shades of red and black, swirling as if alive, threatening to spiral into an abyss.
Cecilia stood frozen, her senses overwhelmed; the acrid smell of smoke mixed with the metallic tang of fear hung heavily in the air.
It was too much—too much destruction, too much noise, too much to absorb all at once.
She glanced instinctively at Daniel, who appeared resolute yet panicked.
