CLANN 2: Converging - CLANN Companions Story 2: Jordan - A Deserved Prize
The large containment facility within Sekko’s basement, according to reports, had been a bustle of dangerous activity not hours earlier. Dozens of vats made from metal and glass had been shattered, littering the floor with dangerous debris. A monstrous beast birthed by human hubris and unholy experiments met an infernal end in this room, but not before its bulbous and disgusting body was blown to bits and scattered across the space. The remnants had apparently been only small pieces of charred crisps, which themselves faded into a finer dust once touched.
The fight had happened hours ago, while Jordan watched politicians celebrate a feast, wholly unaware of the issues not only a few miles away.
Now, as Jordan stood in the room’s center, all glass shards were swiped away, all charred crisps brushed into bags for study, and all metal containers which could be removed were. All except the ones literally melted into the floor.
Nothing save warped metal gave proof of the struggle; the floor itself rose and dipped like hills in a valley. Around her, many metallic containers were fused with the floor, the metal of the walls seemed to drip – as if too much paint had recently been applied which dribbled a few feet before finally drying – and the ceiling was cracked and pockmarked as if by a thousand tiny explosions – it was a miracle it hadn’t fallen.
All this done by blazing flames seemingly blessed by the Eternal Fire Titans themselves.
Flames that weren’t hers.