With each explosion, Minjae's legs seemed to wobble and he had to lean himself against the wall next to the jukebox he had exploded earlier. He wanted to scream at all of them to stop it. He wanted to yell in Rosier's face and beg tell him to stop this madness and restore everything back in order and leave the room alone. He wanted to use the banishing charm to throw everyone out and he would have done all of these things if he had not been absolutely terrified to get tortured.

Or worse...

It was as if someone had put on a filter over the world for everything seemed blurry. He hadn't even noticed that tears were forming in his eyes as he watched as his safe haven was being destroyed explosion after explosion. Another tuck at his heart happened when he thought of Professor Schmoe who must have put so much hard-work and dedication in finding these old devices , maybe spend a little fortune on them as well, and it was being destroyed in a blink of an eye.


He hadn't exploded anything yet after the jukebox, he had just been staring. Hating himself that he couldn't do anything about this. He hated knowing how much control they had over them on only the first day. He hated that his arm lifted up in fear as he thought about what would happen if the Tyrant saw him doing nothing. He absolutely hated himself when he pointed his wand at one of the screens and with a non-verbal Bombarda he watched as it exploded in brilliant bright light.