Thump!
The mountain range vibrated again, the sensation akin to the rhythm of a heartbeat.
"What's going on?" the robust man turned to ask his assistant, who was sweating profusely, in a deep voice.
The assistant didn't respond; the indicator lights on his sunglasses were blinking at an abnormal rate, and the data charts displayed on the lenses were updating at an increasing speed.
A large number of gibberish codes were interspersed in the data, with the words of an alert flashing red through the back of the lenses.
Yet, he clenched his teeth and did not switch off the instrument, determined to collect more data for as long as he could.
Seeing this, the robust man took two steps forward, grabbed the sunglasses off his face, and tossed them away.
Crack.
