"Dad! How did you guys do all of this?" Chucker said as he arose and witnessed the– Destruction.
The smoking buildings reeked of dust and Co2, like a building during an airstrike or one of a town that suffered a Viking/Barbarian raid.
Among those were empty patches of land in distinct locations in Sentras's city. Quite pleasant to glimpse at if you were by any chance an anarchist.
"Haha! We simply did it! They have a really bad security system! Not as hard as you would expect! Ha ha ha," Baldur humbly said with his hands placed on his stomach as he bellowed out, with Jane chuckling by the side at the antics.
"You should have woken me up!!!"
Chucker said with a solemn completion as they walked out of a giant scarlet-colored wooden cottage that stood at a height 20 feet tall, with multiple protruding brown-colored wavelike roofs on its sides and embedded with a pointed rigid stake on its head.
