Chapter 11 - The Glass Shrapnel
The impact was absolutely catastrophic.
The chandelier slammed with the force of a bomb directly onto the middle landing of the marble staircase—the exact, precise spot where Valeria had been standing just three seconds prior.
The deafening roar of shattering crystal, snapping brass, and crushing stone was agonizingly loud.
A massive cloud of white plaster dust and pulverized glass exploded outward, raining down over the grand hall.
Thousands of razor-sharp shards of crystal flew through the air like shrapnel, embedding themselves into the mahogany walls and scattering across the marble floor.
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The guests screamed hysterically, diving behind pillars, covering their heads, and trampling over each other in a desperate bid for safety.
Valeria lay on the floor at the bottom of the stairs, entirely paralyzed by shock, covering her head and her stomach as the debris rained down around her.
