Chapter 47 - Running from Rage
Milo let out a guttural, ear-shredding scream. Another shockwave blasted out from his body, ripping through the area. Stones shattered. Debris flew. Even the very air felt warped from the raw surge of fury.
The troops, who just moments ago had been laughing, teasing, demanding that Milo "show his real power" were now diving for cover in pure panic.
"AAAAAHHH!!! HE’S SHOWING IT!! HE’S SHOWING IT FOR REAL!!!"
"I TAKE IT BACK!! I TAKE EVERYTHING BACK!! I LOVE CARD TRICKS!!"
"I didn’t mean ’show your power’ like THIS, you psycho!!!"
"I have regrets! I have so many regrets!"
"Someone grab a sock! Stuff it in his mouth before he screams again!"
One poor soldier clung to a tree, eyes wide with terror. "Help! I bit my tongue while screaming!"
Another rolled under a table, shaking. "I just wanted a cool magic trick... not a death sentence!"
Several others scrambled to hide behind Karian, who wasn’t even trying to shield them.
"This is why I only trust healers!"