CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Zimri flew high above the city and flew towards the tall buildings that made up the heart of the place. Tall, skinny things that had no business standing as high as they did. He flew over the Chrysler building and blasted the top with fire. The whole thing exploded on contact sending burning debris to the ground far below.
He flew to the Empire State Building and landed on top of it. The whole building groaned and leaned under his weight, his burning body caused it to start on fire as well. Zimri wondered how much it would take before a God, any god, would show up and defend what was theirs.
This building was too small to rest on for long. He flew off the building and breathed his fire into the top of it. The force of the blaze sent an explosion all the way down to the
