NOVEL NEXT Chapter 10: Plane Explosion
"Suuuuuuuuuu!"
"BOOM!"
"SHIIIIIIIIIIIING!!!"
"BANG!!! "
The wings of the plane immediately crashed right at the edge of the skyscraper, moving forwards as it rammed into where Draziel had been standing previously, clearing the entire floor like a massive broom.
Draziel kept running and as he gazed backward from the corners of his eyes, seeing a long metal shrapnel flung towards his back.
Draziel immediately stomped his foot and rolled forwards, evading being sliced from the waist.
Ignoring a small part of his hair falling off his face, he got up from his roll and resumed running towards the other edge of the hallway.
There, a flight of stairs was located.
As though reaching its limit, the wing finally snapped off from the plane, letting the plane fall away from the skyscraper.
The wing engine of the plane crashed into various objects, walls, ceramics and rooms.
Grinding them to pieces with its sharp blades but it seemed to have collided into something very strong, the rolling blade immediately stopped.
But the engine was still moving from the kinetic force and the wings was still clearing the entire 49th floor..
The engine suddenly started to overheat, blazing red with flames over it. Not bothering to dodging another marble piercing his way, Draziel had a change of expression.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw the engine overheating. Something which was only at least twenty meters away from him and was still closing in.
There was no time to think. Draziel tucked his combat blade in his pants, jumped forwards and immediately flipped in mid-air, tucking his head into his arms and his legs as he curled up into a perfectly shaped ball with his back against the engine.
He looked like a big perfectly shaped ball in midair, except that he wasn't a ball, but human.
Time seem to pause and then an explosion.
"KA-BOOM!!!"
The engine instantly exploded, blasting the entire twenty-meter radius into smithereens, sending rocks and shards piercing in all directions like bullets.
Draziel's body was forcefully blasted forwards with increased intensity, his back uncontrollably slammed into a segment of the glass walls which exploded to pieces by his kinetic energy and the blast. He was blasted off the entire skyscraper.
There was no doubt that if he fell from this height, he would definitely die no matter how strong his vitality is!
In the air, Draziel suddenly outstretched his arm from his curled up form and grabbed at the metallic edge of the glass, effectively hooking himself backing into the building.
Fire exploded outwards as oxygen guided the blast outside, extinguishing the flames.
His body swung in the air like kite as fiery heat an blazing fire collided into him.
He was like a canoe in a tsunami, trying desperately to hold on.
When the force from the blast faded, his body fell back down from the air and as he swung sideways, a blade from the engine slashed dangerously past his back into the city below, he had narrowly avoided being pierced through by the torso.
His body was still in the air and with hand hooked upon the ledge, his body swung horizontally sideways, slamming against the body of the outwards glass walls below.
Wind, fire and smoke wheezed past him as he was dangling on the 49th floor above the ground.
Draziel's hands were dripping blood, the metallic handle he had grabbed had remnants of broken glass within, but he dared not let go. If he had not grabbed at the ledge at the perfect moment, he might have been pushed off the skyscraper.
Draziel clenched his teeth tightly from the pain and remained hanging there, blood dripping from his palm to his elbow and his shirt. One might have been scared shitless as the wind blew, flapping against his hair and howling against his ears, but Draziel was only concerned with the pain.
A while after, the fire completely subsided, Draziel gasped through his improvised mask as he heaved himself up over the ledge with difficulty.
He rolled over with his back to the ground without minding the glass shards on the ground.
Panting heavily as he did so.
His palms had been punctured by the glass shards, but Draziel remained lying there. That had been a close call.
There were many times when he would have died a thousand times over in that situation but it seems Draziel was incredibly lucky, or maybe he calculated the exact scenario for his survival.
His ear rang with bells as he bled from them. He had been incredibly close to the explosion.
He managed to sit up after a while, carefully picking out the three big pieces of glass that were stuck in his palm.
And then dug into his palms to pick the tiny pieces. After which, he tore a section of his pants and wrapped it on his injured right palm effectively stopping the bleeding. The wound on his left was only a flesh wound while the one on his right was deeply injured with his bone affected.
Now, no one would have expected a plane to divert towards this direction and even almost collide head-on with the building.
Draziel gazed upwards with a darkened expression. The lighting flickered and suddenly went off as a massive blast echoed from afar, making the building tilt even more slightly. The plane must have collided with the backup generator of the building. It was the only thing that would have caused the explosion and the shortage of power.
"The elevator should be useless by now."
Draziel muttered, picking himself up. He groaned slightly in pain. He walked back into the wreckage. Pulling out a massive iron that must have been from the engine skin out of the way, Draziel stood before the stairs.
He wasn't fast enough to reach the stairs otherwise he might have escaped with no injuries at all.
He walked through the stairs, towards the 48th floor of the building, and then he paused as he saw a Fire Kit Case.
"Crash!"
He broke through the protective casing of the fire case with his elbow and grabbed the handle red-headed fire axe in his palm.
He liked the feeling he was getting from it.
The handle wasn't too heavy but very sturdy while the axe itself although not as sharp as his knife but was heavy enough.
Bashing through skulls wouldn't prove too difficult.
With the axe in hand, Draziel began walking downwards.
The flight of stairs stairs were divided unit various segments and wasn't straight but was in an helix type of shape.
Since he couldn't see anyone on this part of the stairs, it's safe to assume that everyone would be panicking by now, rushing out as fast as they could.
He could faintly hear sounds, but his ears were still affected by the explosion, preventing him from accurately figuring out the true situation.