Prison

Rocks crumbled to the ground, letting out sharp clicking noises before settling down in the black pit of water below. Each corner that Zain shifted himself through only brought him closer to tearing up his uniform as the hard jagged surface of the collapsed building closed in on him. He had already sensed the noise and destruction that came with battle, but couldn't do much in order to help at the moment.

He had traveled further down his path, only to find the passageway growing narrower with each step forward. Dust covered his black uniform and hair, causing him to sneeze every now and again within the tight corridor. More than anything he wished to just blast through the suffocating rocks in his way and head towards Scarlet and Cyril in order to end the fight in one go, but that would only cause more damage to his surroundings, and possibly any more survivors in the area.