Chapter 499: Lunar Hunt
Tala and Rane left a… blackened plain in their wake as they headed north, moving through the air in their unique ways.
Terry stuck around for a bit, flickering around the edges of the area that Tala had devastated… No, devastated was too gentle a term.
Her third and fourth blasts had been done as sweeping strikes across larger areas of land.
Those had obliterated everything down to the soil—and from what the Talons could tell, an inch or two of soil as well—but the attacks hadn’t reshaped the terrain as much as the first two breaths had, understandably.
Those—overlaid one atop the other—had made a decidedly significant alteration to the hills that had been at the center of her area of effect.
Terry had stayed behind because he seemed to think that some things could have survived the sweeping devastation of her third and fourth strikes, and some of those lesser prey animals might be fleeing the area when they had cause to believe that the devastator—Tala—was gone.
He was apparently hankering after a snack, or at least a different type of hunting.
Tala was… surprisingly okay with that. As she considered, she realized that she’d likely killed millions of insects, along with anything else that had been a part of the local ecosystem within the area affected—though, some hole dwelling critters might have survived… if they'd been deep enough, or if they'd had a means of sealing their tunnels.
Regardless, Tala had left the dark, rich soil behind.