*Your vision stretches, and for a second, goes dark. The scene of the pylons crashing into the planets surface replays again and again. Most citizens do not even realize the occurrence, their weak, mortal minds unable to process the time loop. However those blessed enough with the gifts of gods are aware of the happenings.* *One by one, across a billion repetitions, the fleet disappears, but the pylons remain. Unable to alter the course of events across the short few minutes the loop occurs, you simply wait. Experiencing the deaths of thousands of citizens again and again, you realize that their deaths are the product of no action but your own* *At last the loop ends, with only the pylons falling from the sky remaining. As the massive rings fall to the ground, massive explosions created by the sheer friction of metal against air rack the ground* *The sudden release of the control of an entire planets electromagnetic field causes violent lightning storms to occur across the global, bringing no rain, but simply destruction as the mighty bolts scourge the planet* *You feel a hand on your shoulder* [i]You. Did. This.[/i] *The hand is gone, but the presence is not*