After a while, the commotion outside slowly subsided. This meant that all nearby professionists and mutant beasts had moved far away from the disaster's epicenter.
Claus, who had been as still as a stone sculpture, gently rolled his neck, slightly relieving the stiffness from his prolonged sitting, and slowly climbed out of the rubble.
Outside, the friction between the meteor and the Purple Light Spawn and Grow Barrier continued, but the barrier itself had turned a deathly pale. It seemed it would only take a few more seconds for external forces to shatter it. And when that happened, it would be everyone's doom!
Yes... Everyone... Claus thought.
