He crouched, the marble floor cracking under the sudden increase in his mass.
"JUMP!"
He launched himself upward. He smashed through the ceiling of the first floor in a shower of plaster and wood. Then the second. Then the third. He was a human cannonball, punching through floors of stone and wood, ignoring the debris bouncing off his [Vestments]. He rose through the building like a reverse meteor, leaving a vertical tunnel of destruction in his wake.
He crashed onto the floor of the Dean's Office on the 10th level. Dust and splinters rained down around him as he landed in a three-point crouch.
The room was occupied. Standing over a glowing, portable teleportation gate was an elderly man in a high-collared robe. It was Voice Three. The Professor.
[Boss Detected: Syndicate Lieutenant - The Professor]
[Level: 45]
[Class: Void Arcanist]
