The trapped core buzzed with frantic, desperate energy inside the narrow containment pocket of the lower vault.
Loccy drove her war hammer deep into the granite bedrock, anchoring herself as the immovable floor across all three combat sectors.
"Nobody slips while I am holding the ground, Master!" she yelled over the shrieking reverberations of the stone.
Her legs braced like pillars as the shuddering floor tried to heave upward, absorbing the tectonic backlash into her own shoulders.
The subterranean floor cracked beneath her feet in a curious pattern that the crew swore resembled the silhouette of a wild rabbit.
"Look at that floor fracture!" Rumi shouted from the observation alcove, throwing another brass locking latch into place.
"Loccy left an actual bunny print in the solid granite while catching three tons of vault pressure!"
"Stop staring at my footwork and keep those gate bolts slammed!" Loccy yelled back, her cheeks puffing out with exertion.
