"Warning. Please clear test area one. Testing will commence in t minus fifteen seconds. Warning. Please clear test area one. Testing will commence in t minus ten seconds. Warning. Please clear test area one. Testing will commence in t minus five, four, three, two, one..." The underground facility shook as an explosion took place in the lab. Dirt would fall from cracks in the ceiling and the lights would flicker on and off, some to stay off until they were fixed. The bomb was designed to concentrate the explosion in a specific direction which was shown by the fragile walls positioned around it in the test room. When the shaking finally stopped, Ishra entered the room. It was still rather dangerous, she observed, as the explosion didn't quite go to plan. The blast, of course, went in the direction expected, however, it seemed the blast also went through the ceiling, meaning the room would cave in at any seconds. "Damn, this stupid thing," she muttered, stepping out and closing the door behind her. There would be nothing that they needed to retrieve and the room was far too dangerous for anyone to enter. Besides, as she closed the door, the ceiling caved in, filling the room with sand and dust. No one would be able to dig through that unless they were on the outside. Great, she would hear about this from her brother. Valhal sighed, lifting the glass of water as the ground shook, sending his paperwork everywhere. He took a sip and placed it back on the table just hoping the dust wouldn't fall into it. He never did like the bomb testing his sister did, however, it was necessary for the survival of the Resistance. Besides, after a while one got used to the racket caused by it. Though, It often caused a fright to the new recruits.