This is not how he expected this evening to go, Azym muses as he holds onto a slowly falling metal beam and watches the destruction around him.

Tonight's game was not very important, but the stadium had still been packed full. He's not sure he's ever seen the stadium not be packed full, to be honest, outside friendly non-ranked practice matches. And it's not really something he gives much thought to most of the time, but as he watches the huge floating sphere of water slowly lose coherence as the supporting antigrav pillars lose power, he wishes the stadium had not in fact been full.

It's not just the water, though he's very carefully not thinking about what will happen when the tech holding the over thirty thousand tonnes of water completely fails and all of it comes crashing down on whoever has not fled the crumbling structure by then. It's the reason why everything's crumbling that's especially distressing especially because of the full stadium. It's the, uh...