Timothy sat quietly with his hands folded.
Ross added, "It was like something detonated down there. Entire sections were just gone. Melted. Pulverized."
West tilted his head slightly, feigning curiosity. "Huh. That's wild."
The spokesman's gaze sharpened. "You're certain you didn't see anything unusual while you were inside?"
West shrugged, adjusting the towel around his neck. "Unusual? I mean… monsters, collapsing buildings, people screaming. Pretty standard ruin stuff from what I've heard. Other than that, I was just trying not to die."
They watched him closely but he met their stares without flinching.
Finally, one of the guards exhaled. "We searched him already. He wasn't carrying anything when we found him."
The spokesman nodded reluctantly. "That's true."
West spread his hands. "See? Clean conscience."
There was a brief silence before the spokesman continued. "After securing the area, we dismantled the anchor."
West blinked. "Anchor?"
