The fight elicits some screams from the onlookers, especially the ones standing next to the Nazis when precision blasts take them out one by one.
Meanwhile Nailah carefully opens her eyes and, after seeing Natalie is okay, looks around the devastation that used to be her office. "Oh no... oh no no no." she drops back down to the floor and hurries over to where her desk had been thrown into the wall, books strewn everywhere, most of them smoldering as papers flutter through the air. She starts grabbing them as they float by, gathering them into a rough bunch as wobbles across the rubble. The drawers on her desk are all broken, most of them busted open. She pulls one out, the drawer itself breaking apart as she forces it out of the distorted frame. She pulls a notebook out from underneath broken bits of stone that used to be invaluable artifacts once. Only one of them seems to be mostly intact, courtesy of not being made from stone, but rather a
metal ball the size of a fist.She looks relieved, but it only lasts a moment as she looks around the devastated room once more. "All my work..." A lone page reading 'Research Dissertation' burns up as a deformed typewriter falls down with a crash from where it had been smashed into the wall.