Shattered Obsession

Dante

It shook the world apart.

The explosion slammed into my ribs like a fist of steel, sending me tumbling backward across the grating. My vision fractured, light, flame, smoke—my lungs clamped shut, and the taste of blood, sharp as metal, flooded my mouth. The catwalk shrieked in protest beneath me as I slid, jerking to a stop inches from the edge.

The heat of the flames licked the air. Sparks