Making it out of the complex Iris already felt dizzy, the rush of pushing herself through the fever and the fact she was frightened of them actually being killed was a lot to take in. It was no surprise when she went crashing to floor when another bomb had been dropped onto who knows what district. Crashing against the concrete harshly she let out a gasp of pain, unable to catch herself or hold onto anything meant she had hit the floor hard as the ground shook beneath her. The deafening sounds coursed through her making it feel like her head was going to explode as the destruction continued. Thankfully they had made it out of the complex as dust and debris went flying around them signalling that the building did not withstand the second quake. 

Iris barely registered his touch until she felt the grab of her clothes, frowning as she caught his words of stay down. Opening her mouth, she felt the whimper leave her lips before she could say anything, something was wet and a part of her felt like it was blood but was it hers? She couldn’t feel the warmth, but then the fever was messing with her senses on the temperature of things throwing her off. 

Panic and frightened Iris honestly thought the worst as her heart hammered away. [color=f49ac2][i]We’re going to die here[/i][/color]. Coughing from the fumes of destruction she could feel the tears leave her eyes as she feared for their lives, trapped in a district with no hope and she couldn’t see a way out of this mess. The districts were being bombed, Cas was most likely going to die before getting home and she was powerless against it all. The depressing thoughts resurfaced, and she felt like she was living in her nightmare. 

Feeling him pull her into his arms she was pulled from the swirling dark thoughts and instinctively she gripped at his clothes. Trembling in his arms Iris buried her head into his chest as if his arms could shield her from the devastation. Keeping her eyes shut she wished she could feel his warmth protecting her as she knew it would make her feel better, but all she could feel was his arms holding her in place. As the last bomb hit, she couldn’t help but let out a pained cry, it hadn’t hit them, but it wasn’t far off, and the ripples of the last bomb only shifted more of the debris around them. Although they were safe out in the open, she couldn’t but feel exposed as any building could fall the wrong way or they could be hit by flying debris crushing them. 

Panting as she tried to catch her breath Iris began to feel overheated as this last quake felt longer than the others. The land continued to grumble, rumbling away from the impact of the last bomb causing more buildings to shift or collapse. Unable to contain her shaking form her grip weakened on him as what little energy she had wavered hoping that there would be no more bombs or destruction on the districts before them. [color=f49ac2]“Please stop… please.”[/color] Whispering to herself over and over as she waited out the last of the quakes.