Lacy roared in exasperation. She hesitated a moment as Senna jumped through the window, leaving behind only shattered glass. She snapped her gaze towards her husband and slung him over her shoulders. As quickly as possible, she glided down the stairs, barely touching the ground half the time before dashing out the door. Once they were outside the building, the bombs exploded and Lacy shielded Dick from the debris that fell. Her thigh was beginning to throb from the stab wound and now her strong back was being pelted with sharp pieces of brick and glass.