Spiritual equivalent of a nuclear disaster

"The afterburner is live."

This was the very moment we've all been waiting for. 

A moment only a selected few in the crowd could have any chance of ever noticing. Me, Claire… and likely the foreman with two or three of his men. 

When I first noticed it, however, the sensation was too infinitesimal for anyone else, Claire included, to pay heed. 

'Shit!'

For the very first time in quite a long while, my constitution took over. 

The spiritual energy that I've been slowly getting myself used to now rushed forth taking over the reins of my body. 

I moved at a speed no human should ever be able to reach, yet, by the time I've merely reached forth for the literal red button, the extremely faint premonition had already grown into a raging ball of overloaded, unstable Qi. 

My fingers pressed down on the button while the threat was still manageable. At this point, Claire's eyes started to widen.