BtVS/Highlander
Anyanka stood proudly looking at the massive destruction she had just caused. It was quite impressive. The entire town was in ruins and ash. What was left of buildings were piles of useless wood and bricks. Fires that had started from the explosions threatened to overrun the town. Some people had desperately tried to put them out, but it was a lost cause. Some of the more unsavory additions to the town took advantage of the situation and began to take whatever they could find on the streets. Others went around causing riots. Most of the people were running around like chickens without their heads. Any attempts at salvaging the place were being made in vain. To think, this had all happened because some woman had a bad day that started from finding out her husband was a lying rat to losing her job because she wouldn't sleep with her slimy boss. In the end, the woman wished that the whole town would just go to hell.
"So what do you think? Very nice, yes?" Anyanka waved her hands at the mess. She looked at the man next to her.
Methos looked around at the destruction with a bored look on his face. Sure, many might think that this was a little impressive, but he wasn't most. Hardly anything fazed him anymore. He had seen worse in his stint as Death. Hell, he'd done much worse. And that was some thousand years ago.
"Ah... I kind of thought it would be bigger."