There is a person standing on the edge of a known minefield. Her path runs through this place of tremendous danger. As she stands stills trying to determine where the buried mines might be, they begin to explode on their own accord. Huge patches of earth erupt right before her but not even a pebble of the debris hits her. Something changes and she can see beyond all the carnage and chaos. There is beauty even in the explosions.
When the madness settles your path will remain clear though the way hard to traverse. Look for good things to collect from this place.