My eyes go wide at the otherworldly horror that escapes.<em>This is bad.</em>My mind runs through plans and countermeasures, but it all comes to the same end; this is bad.<br/><br/>But now is not the time for such thoughts.  "Come with me, Marc, and hold on," I say as I climb atop the hippogriff, giving Mark his space to disintegrate the bars.<em>There are no limits to this connection's range, so keep me posted on the group's status.</em>With a word in the celestial tongue, the hippogriff tenses up, ready to leap forth the moment the bars are gone.  Which is good, since moments are all it has left.