Faustus worked on the rubble pile, looking back and forth between the two figures on the ground and the rocks he was levitating out of their way. He could see out of the corner of his eye that their shot to the door would be relatively clear, which was the good news. The downside to the young man knowing the young woman on the ground was that Faustus wasn't sure if he was going to be able to handle seeing someone he knew in such a devastating and helpless situation. There wasn't much that one was able to prepare themselves to witness someone they cared about be in such a near lifeless state, but Faustus could only watch as the young man discovered his friend underneath everything.
She floated up easily into his arms, and he could see the man struggling to keep his composure. Once everything was clear, Faustus made his way over to the pair, scanning the young woman for signs of life. Thankfully, mercifully, he could see a faint rise and fall of her chest as she breathed — well, it was something, but it still didn't look good. The sound of crackling made him look up to see the rest of the cieling crumbling, small pebbles pinging off the shield that remained above them. Even so, there was little time to waste.
"Move." He said, his hand finding the young man's back and pressing firmly forward, though careful not to shove the man so he wouldn't trip with the woman in his arms. "Now." There was little time to be extremely gentle about the matter - while he was confident in his spellcasting abilities, Faustus did not want to stick a round long enough to see that tested in a great way. Faustus' eyes darted to the floor and propelled any rubble away in their path that they could trip on as they made their way out. Raising his wand above their heads, Faustus cast another shield to go the length of what used to be the shop front to the door as the walls around them fractured even more.
He only breathed a sigh of relief when the light from outside splashed around them and they were safely outside.
She floated up easily into his arms, and he could see the man struggling to keep his composure. Once everything was clear, Faustus made his way over to the pair, scanning the young woman for signs of life. Thankfully, mercifully, he could see a faint rise and fall of her chest as she breathed — well, it was something, but it still didn't look good. The sound of crackling made him look up to see the rest of the cieling crumbling, small pebbles pinging off the shield that remained above them. Even so, there was little time to waste.
"Move." He said, his hand finding the young man's back and pressing firmly forward, though careful not to shove the man so he wouldn't trip with the woman in his arms. "Now." There was little time to be extremely gentle about the matter - while he was confident in his spellcasting abilities, Faustus did not want to stick a round long enough to see that tested in a great way. Faustus' eyes darted to the floor and propelled any rubble away in their path that they could trip on as they made their way out. Raising his wand above their heads, Faustus cast another shield to go the length of what used to be the shop front to the door as the walls around them fractured even more.
He only breathed a sigh of relief when the light from outside splashed around them and they were safely outside.