Lash's triumphant declaration was immediately drowned out by the horrific sound of rending concrete, steel, plaster, and drywall. Water gushed across the street as electricity crackled from uprooted underground lines.

A few of Zetta's minions had grabbed the nearest stores and ripped them clean off the ground. Showing absolutely no sign of exertion, they each hefted the displaced shops over their heads to wait patiently for the recall order.

Zetta turned smugly around to look at Lash, then blinked. "What are you doing?"