His steps seem sluggish as they ascended up the stairs. Even then, he was still faster than an average human in clambering those stairs.
After what appeared to be forever, Draziel reached a familiar floor with half its door blasted into splinters. A quarter of the metal door was still intact though. Draziel shifted it off its hinges and as he came into the hallway, several corpses of Mutated Giant Pigeons laid motionlessly on the ground, crimson blood bleeding rapidly into the floor, forming blood pools in a few caved in parts of the ground.
There was a splash as a foot stepped into one of the blood potholes. Draziel headed directly for his room since there were no evidence of a living mutated beast on this floor any longer.
