[center][h1] Henry Drake [/h1][/center]

Henry had only just grasped the gem in his hands when he felt...something. He'd ignored the spout of water at first, his gaze shifting towards where a flash of bluish light was seen. Probably the source of the roar, right? He caught barely a glimpse of...whatever was there, before the sudden tremor drew his attention back. Amaris was still in some sort of bizarre trance, and the other two who had remained behind were doing...something.

And then all hell broke loose. He had barely a moment to pull his hands back, before the ground started giving way. If he'd been any form of geologist, perhaps he would have known not to dig down like that, who knows how much pressure had been building up. Still, could anyone have predicted...that? Still, as the sinkhole began to form, for a split second, Henry froze, before flight or fight kicked in, and he began to twist around, trying to run after the yelling Amaris. While he couldn't speak for the other two who had been messing around with the butterflies, getting clear was key. Still, he wasn't sure if he could make it. But that wouldn't stop Henry from trying, yelling out to Amaris as he rushed after her. [i]"Keep running! Hopefully the others are alright!"[/i]

Even in the midst of all that was happening, Henry thought of the three who had gone ahead, and hoped that they'd be safe. He clutched the gem close as he kept moving away, praying that he'd be in luck, and that him and Amaris could outrun the ever growing whirlpool, and that the thing blasting up behind them wouldn't...get worse?

And to think, all he had wanted to do was what was usually logical, search the area for anything valuable. Funny how life works out, huh?