Fwoosh.

Above the remnants of the massive hole in the glacier, heat shimmered in the air.

Blue flames swayed and flickered in the wind, their heat and smoke mingling with the swirling snowstorm, asserting their overwhelming presence.

The scene was breathtaking.

While it wasn’t a towering mountain, the sight of a glacier’s summit blown off with a single strike was indescribable.

And there I stood, staring at the glacier in sheer bewilderment.

“What the hell…”

I muttered, looking at the aftermath of my actions with a dumbfounded expression.

“What is that?”

With just a casual swing of my fist, the …