She tore at her shirt sleeve, removing bits of the little covering her right arm had, desperately trying to bind the boy's wound. After doing her best to bandage the bullet wound, she lifted him up and ran to the city hall, using her armored shoulder and arm to ram the old, locked door and break it down. Vyk moved carefully through the building, trying her best to keep quiet as she advanced closer to the fallen King Raven, not yet seeing signs of the crash.<br/><br/><span style="color: darkred">"... and can someone find my weapons in this rubble?"</span><br/><br/>She froze slightly, hearing the voice confirmed somebody, or at least a group, survived. Kicking a rock resulted in a 'clang' as well as some pattering of rubble prior to her walking toward the voice from the other direction.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>