The ceiling already did come down, man. At least for Avery.
Standing pretty much directly under this thing when it decided not to stay in one piece, many of its new, smaller pieces come blasting down on top of her, knocking her to her knees. Where for several seconds she just stays, in shock, as blood and flesh and other bits that are distinctly more recognizable as former human drip from her onto the floor.
She's not even sure she's breathing as she just stares down at it all in mute horror, and then she gasps as she remembers there was something else. Another threat she's not sure has been taken care of. Mages, maybe? Is that what it was?
She tries to grab for one of the knives still on the ground nearby, but her hand is shaking and everything is so fucking slick here she can't hold onto it. "Come on," she mumbles to herself. "Come on, come on..."
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Standing pretty much directly under this thing when it decided not to stay in one piece, many of its new, smaller pieces come blasting down on top of her, knocking her to her knees. Where for several seconds she just stays, in shock, as blood and flesh and other bits that are distinctly more recognizable as former human drip from her onto the floor.
She's not even sure she's breathing as she just stares down at it all in mute horror, and then she gasps as she remembers there was something else. Another threat she's not sure has been taken care of. Mages, maybe? Is that what it was?
She tries to grab for one of the knives still on the ground nearby, but her hand is shaking and everything is so fucking slick here she can't hold onto it. "Come on," she mumbles to herself. "Come on, come on..."