"IT'S THE EARTHQUAKE! QUICK, GET DOWN! GET DOWN UNDER A TABLE OR SOMETHING!"
Again, Serenica had yelled and yet been completely unaware that the horrifyingly loud voice had been her own.
She didn't know why her instincts told her that she should act in the opposite way compared to her dream. A part of her mind was working too quickly for her to follow it with all her rationality, but she dropped herself under the table while encouraging her friends to do the same.
"Myorka!" Spade roared. "Do as Serenica says! Down!"
The shaking continued, and it got so bad that if they had been standing, they would have tumbled or received a hit from the items and pieces of roof that were falling on them.
The table was sturdy enough and it had been attached to the floor, likely due to drunkards being what thet often were.
