Prototype

The entire street began rumbling as the stability of the Radegast seemed to be quickly reaching its limit. Time for debating the choice of "self-destruction" was over, leaving him no other choice but to sprint to some kind of cover. 

He sprinted for the closest building, kicking his way through a window before throwing himself behind the far counter. The footsteps of the alien creatures pattered behind him just as he slipped over the counter, pressing his back against it before— 

BOOOOM. 

The intense explosion caused everything to be swept in dust as glass scattered like snowflakes. Everything shook, causing the glasses set up behind the counter to drop down and shatter. 

He covered his ears, still hearing the rippling of the wind as though it was being viscerally attacked by the force. Glancing over the countertop, he had to see it— 

It was as though a natural disaster sat on the street just outside; an artificial disaster.