He's honestly not sure how long it was. Seconds, minutes, hours? But eventually, the shock passed, some primal urge screaming in his head, as Taijo screamed. They had to do something.  His eyes quickly scanned around their surroundings, and it took all he had not to just lose his shit right then and there and run like hell.<br/><br/>What would be the point, anyway? He would probably die tired, then. Die...  would they die here? As his eyes sweeped around, looking for Kari and Aryn, he only caught sight of Aryn. The shadowy metamorphosis Kari had undergone had passed right by him, his shock having shielded him from noticing it.<br/><br/>He had to calm down. Had to do something. Aryn, he saw, was out of the fight. Taijo looked bad, and so did everyone else, and Kari was gone, and oh god.<em>Oh god. Oh god. Monsters. Fucking monsters, fucking everywhere, and what the fuck is going on? </em><strong>Calm. Down. </strong>He couldn't lose it again, damnit. It's not just his own life that he was worried about, either.<br/><br/>He stared at the dorm, foreboding and eerie due to the scenery shift. But perhaps it would offer them some safety. "Quick! Let's get into the dorm!" He shouted out, finally finding his voice. He moved towards the girl to assist her in dragging Aryn along. Although not as strong as the fighters in the group, Shine isn't a slouch, either. With her help, they should be able to drag him along at a fairly brisk pace.<br/><br/>Even as they would begin to move towards the building--if they did go with his plan-- he worried. The doors would not last forever. Maybe if they got to the roof, it would buy them more time...but that's all it was. Buying time. They needed to do something more than retreat, but he was at a loss as to what they could do.