BOOM!
The first explosion spread flames through the eastern edge of Zone F.
A ten-story office block near the market line went up in a column of orange flames that rose past the rooflines and kept rising. Glass blew outward from every window on the block. The pavement directly beneath the strike cratered. A parked car lifted a few meters off the ground, riding the shockwave and rolling on its roof.
BOOM!
The second explosion hit a bank façade two streets over. The pressure wave rolled out in a flat ring of dust that swept the avenue clean of pedestrians, the ones it didn't take going down on their hands and knees with their arms over their heads.
BOOM!
Another explosion rang out, the sound reaching the center of the zone half a second behind the tremor that ran along the streets to meet it.
Then a fourth. Then more.
The ground under the zone rumbled in one slow continuous shake. Storefront windows along the main strip burst in unison.
Alarms rang out through the city.
