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What was supposed to be the shock absorbent walls and floors were obliterated, rubble falling continuously after the explosion which had just happened minutes before.
Sparks of lightning kept arcing all over the place, beams of iron and wood hanging from the ceiling which looked to want to cave in very soon. The floor was riddled with dust and rubble alongside the burnt corpses of hundreds who had been caught in the crossfire of the attacks that had been released.
The occasional cracks and booms could be heard with the space shaking from the loss in integrity.
A deep depression could be seen on the ground where the molten rubbery floor was oozing lazily.
The heated patches of the floor where a certain figure who was mostly intact were frightening as it seemed like the surface of an active volcanic mountain.
