He leans down and swipes broken glass out of their path with a sweep of his paw. Mindful of his claws he makes a second sweep. It should have cleared something. He raises his head and resumes his slow walk, paws barely making any noise when he moves. He's had a lot of practice at it.

'I'd say it's probably more likely to be natural or tech based. Sometimes tech used to harness natural energies can go horribly wrong.

He spots the twisted wreck of some shelves ahead and trots forward. He grabs it with his jaws and moves it away, opening a path beyond it. 'If it's tech-based...any number of reasons could be the answer to why it went out of control. But that would mean we're sent in to fix conflicts of all sorts. Not just wars.'