The covering of sky-blue vapor diluted the force that caused the distortion of layers, hence the cracks started to shrink again.
It could be said that the magma-like tomato sauce hidden beneath the cobblestone road's layer, its existence, limited the breakdown and fall of layers, tethering the cafeteria's layer firmly within a "safe" range.
A quite magical linear relationship.
—At least, during the sunlit day, it was like this.
But one could also imagine, when the night comes and the sunlight greatly diminishes, the tomato sauce would not be able to efficiently produce such sky-blue vapor, and the fall of layers would become an inevitable outcome.
Having realized this, he slowly adjusted his breathing, intentionally withdrawing from the state of "My Vision," planning to immediately share this discovery with everyone.
As his vision retreated, the sky-blue vapor he could observe gradually dimmed, and the bloody scent was once again overpowered by the smell of earth.