KING'S LAND
King descended the last staircase into the second sublevel, his boots clicking against the squeaky clean floor. The corridor ahead glowed with white light, the lower levels looked eras after the Victorian era architecture of the main building, more modernized.
King was still walking calmly, when..
CRASH!
BoOoOMMM!!!
The sound hit him.
King's senses heightened. He knew those sounds, collapse and destruction, something violent was going on in there.
His thoughts raced immediately...
"Maya!" King's voice ripped out of his throat as his legs launched him into a sprint.
He slammed through the training room doors, ready for blood, enemies, or anything, except what his eyes actually registered.
The training room looked like a war crime.
