He makes his way back up the stairs, and then down a different set. Thankfully, the second set isn't nearly as long. Unfortunately, he quickly senses what's gone wrong here. Like the sphere above, at some point, a line feeding energy to the data banks ruptured, spilling raw, unpredictable power into the room. While above, it sprayed mostly harmlessly into the air, which moved, regularly, down here, the excess energy had nowhere to go. Many of the data banks are simply destroyed, outright, missing in whole or in part, while others still look intact, just... different. What draws his attention most, however, is the swirling, dancing shadows, all around the room; while they make no noise, they seem to almost be intelligent, as they dance over the walls, floor, and ceiling.