As the man suddenly fell upon her she would struggle, unable to even muster the strength to push their corpse off, barely inching the man aside.  In that instant she was surprised to see Cyrus suddenly there, picking her up.  In truth she was a bit scared at the moment for she knew she was powerless, and even Cyrus seemed frightening.  Even as he fell and the skies burned onward.<br/><br/>Held tight to him all of the sudden she wondered what was going on, fidgeting a little but unable to break his hold.  However she wasn't sure what was going on, looking around and then at his face.  What happened to him?  What was it that hit him?  Unable to see his back she'd keep track of his face, bringing one of her hands up to touch his cheek.  It was the only way that she could ask him, but with his appearance she wasn't sure he could even reply.<br/><br/>Knowing this she'd start calling out from where they landed, calling time and time again until Atticus could hope to arrive.  And when he did she'd fall silent as a ghost, keeping track of his face anew.