Things quickly began to get out of control. Only the noise of the masonry crumbling alerted Damian that the structure was falling, and it was far too late by the time he could do anything to escape. He went from standing still to falling in less than a few seconds, and he only had enough time to react to barely brace himself for the fall. But it wasn't him he just had to worry about; Lilly was still with him. She hung onto him tightly, as though he could stop their deaths.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">"I know I can!"</span></span><br/><br/>As he fell, Damian used his demonic magic to quickly create multiple layers of flesh and bone on his back, the first thing that was going to hit the ground. He kept building layer upon layer, thick and solid enough that it would survive a direct shot from a cannon. Second, he used his own fat, thicken and expanded, as an inertia dampener for Lilly. It was rudimentary, but it was necessary so that she didn't just end up crushed against his own body. Lastly, Damian just tucked his chin in and put his arms around Lilly, hoping that the fall wouldn't be too deep and that they didn't land on anything sharp.<br/><br/>But to his surprise, he did not feel the pain of impact. He thought maybe that the damage was so sever that his own nerves had died before he could feel them, but once he felt the ground it was as though he merely teleported there instead of fell. He had to admit, there was a strange feeling inside his own bones, but he simply attributed that to the sensation of suddenly falling. But part of him suspected that Lilly might have something to do with it, though he was uncertain since she seemed to be apologizing for something. Reverting back to his normal form, Damian was unsure of how he should console the girl. Years in the Inferno made him loose his touch with children, and he feared that the hands he had now would not be suited for comforting a crying child. But by remembering the times he spent with the children of Riovas, for a moment, Damian's hands turned into something more gentle, less savage.<span style="font-weight: bold">"It is okay, we are unharmed... You did an excellent job."</span><br/><br/>Once the two were on their feet, Damian made a quick check around. It was dark, darker than outside. They must have feel into some sort of chasm or ravine. They didn't fall too far he suspected, as he could still see the illumination of the moon some ten yards above him. But the echoing made from other people's voices hinted that this place ran deeper, and likely some fell to the lower levels. It was also pitch black. Luckily, Damian had a way to alleviate this issue. Tapping into his magics, he used his Illusions to create a Cold Flame; something that looks like fire, but does not give off heat or warmth. It did give off light however, illuminating the darkness.<br/><br/>Making sure Lilly was still near by, she shouted for help. Damian stayed quiet but now much more aware of possible danger. He noticed Morgan arriving damaged but alive as he apologized for seemingly scaring Lilly and being hostile to Damian. The demon didn't exactly blame him and frankly forgot about the entire matter. When he mentioned that Damian was nice for a demon, Damian quipped.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Tell no one."</span>He had a reputation to up hold after all, even among strangers. And to ensure that they didn't walk off into another hole, Damian began to toss around his Cold Flames, creating a light source in various locations.<span style="font-weight: bold">"It will be ill-advised to stay here any longer. We should return to the surface as soon as possible."</span>Looking towards the others, he waited for their confirmation. He didn't know much about Morgan and still didn't trust him entirely, but so far aside from reasonable misunderstandings he hasn't done anything to antagonize Damian. So he if wanted assistance getting out of here, Damian would provide help.