Do Your Own Revolution

#147

“Target confirmed. Look at this, Peter.”

Westraine, the birthplace and final line of defense of the Republic, was burning.

The defensive barrier surrounding the city was annihilated by Ambrosia thermal cannons.

The subsequent bombardment from the airship fleet and armored trains was reducing the now barrier-less city to dust.

The city was flattened without a trace.

Republic soldiers struggled to their feet amidst agonized screams.

What greeted them was the second wave of incendiary and white phosphorus shells.

“Well, if this isn’t hell on earth, I don’t know what is.”

Private Peter, observer of the Kalhyram Army’s 1st Airship Fleet, peered through the bombardment sight.

He stared at the red-hot city of Westraine with a heavy heart.

The city had become no different from his colleague’s description – a pit of hell.

And those making their way into such a city were the mages of the Special Magical Power Unit, protected by gas masks and defensive barriers.

“Is this… really right?”

“What?”

Perhaps his tension had eased thinking it was all over now.

Looking at the cityscape, Peter spoke to his colleague in a low voice.

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