As soon as Zoe felt the ground give beneath her, she swung her pick axe in front of her gripping it with both hands. Pushing her body against the axe she silently hoped it would find the ice wall. Not daring to open her eyes, she felt as if she was not moving at all. A red searing shape pervaded the back of her eyelids causing her to open them in alarm. "What...what just happened?" Finding herself in Drac's arms, she attempted to scramble from his grip and tripped back to the snow. "Which part of that was real?"
((Night))