Maze rolls onto his side and tries to get a look a what the hell just happened. Smoke and dust is rolling over him and visibility is currently only about 50 feet. Debris is still thumping and striking around him, but it is lighter pieces that are fluttering down.
There is a human arm sans owner, laying about 10 feet away from him on the dock. Maze is perplexed by it for a second and he sees it spasm the fingers closing to a half fist then relaxing
The blast came level at him. It was a ground based explosion without any warning, IED, mine, detonated bomb, but came from where boats were moored first thought is something on one of the boats has blown up
Everything is sore, like a boxer rabbit punched him all over, but everything works.
The splinter has embedded itself like a spear into his arm, but it is just stuck in the meat.
Charlie and the Sea Horse would be behind you down the docks about 100 meters. Maze was walking away front the Coy
The smoke had begun to clear as Maze crouched not wanting to stand fully incase something else blew up. This was too big of a blast to have been something on a boat, no stash of gasoline or something like that could have done this.
Maze can see that where he knew there were 3 boats moored together that there was now a chaotic scene of mess. There is a boat missing from the middle of the trio that were there. The boat to its port is lying on its side, the boat to its starboard is low in the water and missing gaping chunks of its hull, its masts felled.
There are workers picking themselves up off the docks which appear to have taken considerable damage as well. There are a few small fires burning.