Fragments of the giant Feed line that had once constituted most of the 
Causeway's mass had been pitched into the sky by the explosion and now tumbled 
end over end through the night sky, the slowness of their motion bespeaking 
their size, casting yellow sulfurous light over the city as they burned 
furiously in the wind-blast created by their own movement. The light limned a 
pair of tremendous pillars of water vapor rising from the ocean north and south 
of the Causeway; Nell realized that the Fists must have blown the Nipponese and 
Hindustani Feeds at the same moment. So the Fists of Righteous Harmony had 
nanotechnological explosives now; they'd come a long way since they'd tried to 
torch the bridge over the Huang Pu with a few cylinders of hydrogen.