Everything quickly went to shit.

Peter barely had a moment to put on his goggles as a flurry of action happened right before his eyes. It was almost dizzying trying to process everything at once. Random villains came out of now where and attacked the students, the teachers went on the offensive, students were trapped between enemies or separated from one another. It felt like there was a million things going on a second and Peter was drowning in the chaos. It wasn't until he was attacked by a swarm of birds of all things that he was able to focus on something at least: protecting himself. He hunkered down and covered his head; his goggles would protect his eyes as he made sure not to let any of those birds peck at anything sensitive. He would occasionally throw a fist out to try and punch a bird but that didn't work at all.

Soon Gabriela called out for Peter in between all of the squawking. She had a plan to get them out of here and needed Peter's help. He didn't have time to question what she wanted because he knew he was only good for one thing. If he was right, Peter knew exactly what Gabriela had in store so he rushed to her, grabbing her hand as he was launched through a swarm of birds and towards the ceiling. He had expected the window instead, but he could handle this too. As he was getting closer and closer Peter transformed into his boulder form, however instead of being a round stone like he usually was he took on a cone shape. [color=f7976a]"DRILL BREAK!"[/color] He roared as he began to spin rapidly towards the ceiling, burying the tip of his drill into the ceiling before continuing his spinning at an increasingly faster speed so he could break through the ceiling and give everyone a way out. And once he was out, Peter rolled off to the side and returned to his normal form, a touch winded but still alive. He looked around for any more villains, uncertain if they were out of the fire yet.