[The rock doesn't even get a chance to touch them; where it lands, it grinds against the ancient stone and rolls away into the shadows amid nothing but embers, the dying echoes of piercing rodent screams, and some quiet hissing close to the floor.
Wait, what?
No, no, not "what". BOOM.
The explosion is louder than it's forceful, though the shockwave could certainly knock somebody off their feet if they aren't paying attention - as it does Davis a moment later. But even more distracting than the noise is what bursts forth from it, or more accurately from a dozen or so crude smoke bombs nestled in a dozen or so of those damaged utility belts: a dozen all-enveloping clouds of acrid, eye-watering smoke, quickly merging and billowing and choking the dank corridor.]
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Wait, what?
No, no, not "what". BOOM.
The explosion is louder than it's forceful, though the shockwave could certainly knock somebody off their feet if they aren't paying attention - as it does Davis a moment later. But even more distracting than the noise is what bursts forth from it, or more accurately from a dozen or so crude smoke bombs nestled in a dozen or so of those damaged utility belts: a dozen all-enveloping clouds of acrid, eye-watering smoke, quickly merging and billowing and choking the dank corridor.]