"Sacré Bleu!" One of the ministers exclaimed already used to the expression which was commonly used by his majesty
Hey.
It's in the book of Baymardian slang.
Good Dammit it!
The explosion made some people exclaim loudly like frightened children.
How embarrassing.
But can you blame them? It came from nowhere!
Smoke filled the confined space, and a mechanical sound soon echoed, as the smoke in the place was sucked out.
What was even more amazing was that from the moment the room detected the heavy heat waves, emitting from the explosion, a thick sheet of enhanced metal dropped before the protective glass.
And after the system did not detect any more explosions, the sheet was dropped, as though to be discarded.
Thang!
The sheets, just like window blinds, were now on the floor, and the room was no longer smokey too.
Great.
Everyone could now see clearly what exactly damage was done by the explosion.
