Bang!
As the Canaan roared through the station, the thick side panel of the carriage suddenly broke away from the high-speed train at 350 kilometers per hour. The staff on the platform, observing the spectacle, instinctively lunged forward, feeling a suffocating gale sweep over his head. Immediately following, a piercing explosion rang out behind him, shaking him to the core.
The side panel of the carriage, at least six meters wide, shot out like Death's scythe. Following its inertia, it tumbled across the platform, sparking fire and scattering fragments of metal, knocking over signs and crashing into support columns, ultimately skidding to a halt on the opposite tracks. Had he hesitated for even a moment, he would have been a smear of red clay on the platform.
The immense mass coupled with immense speed equates to the most formidable violence, yet the still-shaken staff glanced at the fractured side panel, noticing something even more terrifying.
