The gravity system had failed, and the manual hydraulic override had failed as well.
Carol did not retreat because of her hair. She checked both systems and delivered the bad news.
"I'm afraid we'll have to force the door open. Sigh, this blast door contains some Adamantium. Destroying it like this feels rather wasteful."
"It's just a little money." Su Ming's Lightsaber extended from his hand, easily carving a passage through the five-meter-thick door. "There's an old saying in the East: out with the old, in with the new."
With the greater supply of oxygen from outside, the instant the door was breached, the flames on the other side formed a fire whirl. The airflow pressed against their backs, seemingly trying to push them into the blaze.
After going some distance into District Ten, everything in sight was charred black. Strange flames burned silently on nearly every material, while the air was filled with the stench of roasting plastic that made their throats itch.
"This definitely wasn't an accident. It was deliberate." Carol surveyed the buildings along both sides of the road. She even flew up to look farther ahead, only for the black smoke to block her view. "Without an accelerant, the fire couldn't have spread this quickly. Look over there. Even the fire-suppression sprinklers we installed high above have melted."
She raised a hand and pointed at the ceiling. About two hundred meters above their heads, the equipment she had mentioned was indeed there.
"Interesting. Who do you think is brave enough to cause trouble for me today?"
Su Ming reached out, grabbed the air, and twisted. The melted sprinkler head deformed like putty, but it was still stuck to the ceiling and could not be pulled down.
"You're asking me? I have no idea. I can only