Jezebel fell to her knees coughing hard. Her mind was fuzzy and her eyes stung with tears from the gas. The tears were blood so that was uncomfortable. She does not want to do this again. Ever. In her fuzzy gaze she was looking around and managed to see her teammate being carried off. She staggered to her feet before she slowly began to fly up and get out of the gas range. Slowly her breathing went back to normal.