Allelujah couldn't help but laugh softly at that, nodding his agreement. "Machine guns, knives, a punch to the gut. I do like the idea of performing a dance in my Gundam to clear away the last of the remaining structures." It would be very satisfying. He shouldn't really think about those pieces of equipment being used for such a purpose, but this place deserved it.

He sighed and nodded. "No fire. Plenty of noxious chemicals, but destroying a couch just isn't the same as setting the whole office on fire."