The pressurized shockwave from the ruptured main tank valve tore through the subterranean chemical storage chamber with a deafening roar, throwing a wall of dense, burning green vapor across the metal grid flooring. The sheer kinetic force of the expanding gas wave slammed into Enzy, lifting her off her feet and throwing her backward against the cold concrete foundation of the upper corridor entrance. Her fingers slipped from the grip of her sidearm as she skidded across the wet debris, the impact sending a jarring vibration through her tactical armor. The emerald fog rolled over her position like a thick tidal wave, completely obscuring her visual line of sight within a fraction of a second.
"Zyfa!" Enzy shouted into her helmet microphone, her voice straining against the heavy pressure
