Roth felt the heat of the blast as he was thrown away from the building they were passing. He could feel Sophia's small hand ripped from his as cries pain rang from behind him.
Grasping for air, he found himself staring into the clear blue sky, he mind whirling to make sense of what just occurred.
Ringing replaced the screaming in his ears and the smell of acrid smoke filled his nose. He sat up coughing, shaking away the stars dancing in front of his eyes. Roth tried to make sense of th...