The hand approaches the site of the impact, a dense collection of prisons now reduced to rubble and flames. In one powerful wave, the hand delivers a gust of wind that puts out all the fire. The hand crawls up and into the mass of buildings in search of what it's lost. It feels for something it thinks might be it-- accidentally dislodging a support beam from an already unstable structure. One of the colossal prisons comes toppling down. His fist punches up, sending that motherfucker flying /in pieces./

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