Crack! Crackle!
The fire raged outside, burning the remains of the trees around the compound.
The once beautiful walls and houses were razed to the ground, the green glass splashed red with blood, the green trees burning.
It was as if hell descended on earth.
The cannons on the spaceships shone red - the metal had heated from firing so many energy beams.
If one looked carefully enough, one could see body parts lying around.
Swooosh!
Draven suddenly extended his right arm to the right.
Bom!
The sound barrier broke as a sword flew out of his space ring, forcibly stopping an inch above his palm.
Swish! Swish Swish!
Strong air currents started forming in the area around the sword as it spun.
Draven locked his eyes on the razed house of the family head.
Slowly, he brought his right arm back, and as he moved his arm, the spinning sword followed, exactly one inch before the palm.
SWOOOOOSH!
He threw the sword.
BOM!
The sound barrier broke as the sword flew down.
