Allen had been flung, nigh effortlessly, his arms splayed as he tried to find something, anything to slow him down. It was a fruitless search. Overcome by a blinding flash, his lower spine took most of the impact with a loud WHAM! and he flopped to the ground with a lifeless THUD!<br/><br/>His mind was unable to block Elaine, but his thoughts were crowded by a mass of agony and regret that dwarfed her shouts. ~Having... second... thoughts...~ was all that he could manage in reply. His breathing was not strong, and he seemed unable or unwilling to move.