The impact was sudden and violent. The metal frame of the wheelchair slammed into the central glass wall, creating a loud fracture that spider-webbed across the giant display in a fraction of a second. The structural integrity failed instantly, shattering the heavy glass pane into thousands of crystal shards. A massive wall of water flooded out of the tank, roaring down the luxury corridor like a flash flood and washing across the polished marble floor. The sheer force of the surging water knocked the wheelchair over, sending Elena falling onto the wet stone planks. Get out of here you piece of trash! Samantha shrieked over the deafening roar of rushing water and cascading debris, her face contorted with unbridled rage as she stood over the vulnerable pregnant woman. Elena gasped for air, her clothes soaked as she scrambled backward against the rising water, desperately shielding her unborn child from falling glass shards.