The floor they thought they were standing on is melting away like a slab of last years ice melting on the hot pavement left behind the angry parental bears ripping things up. I spoke to my father and He told me that I will get out of this but He said, Your Fooked Demon-rat.
Getting deeper into the mess but they are just flying across the land and dropping bombs also with rockets all of which are busting the rolling mess with more derby swirling into the void created.