It was a world that had abandoned all pretense of stability in favor of perpetual dynamism.
An aggressively explosive world.
The potassium mountain loomed threateningly, like a bomb about to explode, and in its depths, five hundred and twelve explosive ants awaited him. Each creature capable of generating violet explosions on contact, turning the battle into a mortal dance between detonations.
During the descent, Elio had created around himself a thick sphere of several layers with different resistances.
Fortunately for him, 2 hard layers surrounding a sandy layer was what, through what could be called luck and a bit of experimental ingenuity, allowed him to withstand the largest explosion at the tunnel's end...
Though slightly injured.
The mold containing his bruised body during the fall shattered when Elio landed in the chamber.
His eyes barely had time to adjust to the darkness before the first violet flash illuminated the space.
