Broken stones and gravel tilted downward, Diana's lower body was a bloody mess, her thighs and knees skin blasted outward, the broken shinbone pierced through the skin and denim, protruding from the back of the pants.
She fell along with the gray-white concrete blocks into the 11th-floor office, huge chunks of rubble smashing onto her, the pain indescribable.
"Heat source confirmed? Heat source?" Scott shouted.
"There's another one on the 12th floor, inside, it's a mutated individual! The spiritual readings have exceeded the limits of the gauge!" a team member yelled.
"Watch the movement on the 12th floor, everyone else shoot the sealing grenades at the mutated individual!" Scott bellowed.
The 12th floor's floor cracked open a large hole, making it impossible for the team members to enter Lucina's office through the door.
