Hundreds of people flooded in front of the 'Soft Hands' massage parlour, in awe of the destruction.
The small building was reduced to a large pile of rubble with the buildings on either side of the massage parlour suffering heavy damage. They both had protective formations, but it was not strong enough to stop the explosive damage entirely.
"How did this happen?" A middle-aged man with long brown hair dejectedly asked out loud, hoping anyone could answer why his favourite place to visit was no more.
"Could this be a terrorist attack or maybe a warning from the Limbuetta Family? I did hear that they were furious about something." An older male replied while stroking his grey beard in contemplation and his squinted eyes inspected the rubble ahead.
