[center][h2]Caelum Harrington[/h2][/center]
Unexpectedly, Caelum managed to run past the Shaxes and through the door unscathed. When he saw them injure the guy in front, then proceed to use [i]magic[/i], he’d thought they were all done for. But other people’s bravery got them handled, and Caelum merely weaved through easily – though not effortlessly. By the time he was out, he was shivering in fright of the near disaster he’d just managed to avoid. He stared wildly at the bleeding arm of one of the students, picturing how easily it could have been his neck spurting blood were he more unfortunate.

He didn’t even have to assist with the door, since three others kept it open just long enough for all of them to pass. When it once again shut behind them with a thud, Caelum exhaled a relieved, though lightly shuddery breath. However, he didn’t need explaining that things weren’t over yet. The fact they were still in the middle of the prison complex was telling enough. He’d caught a final glimpse of the police woman as she fought, but he wasn’t worried. She looked like she knew what she was doing, so she’d probably be fine.

As he surveyed the surroundings, thinking on how to escape and where to, Caelum noticed the dysfunctional search-light. As the student-in-lead had noted, this is what their rescuer must have meant when she said that Pondwater’s [i]Vision[/i] was taken out. Unlike Barney, Caelum wasn’t so sure that Pondwater needed to go enable the search light himself, though. Couldn’t he just order a minion of his to do so? Regardless, it was worrying that they didn’t know how much time they had. 

Caelum was still in the middle of formulating a sensible escape plan, when cattle prod bearing guard discovered them. He felt a chill go through him at the sight of the weapon. He froze for barely a moment, in which some of the others had already begun to scatter. Bracing himself with an inhale, he did the same, taking care not to go anywhere near that guard.
 
Without a firm idea of where to go, he found himself following Barney, though the other man was quite a bit ahead of him already. Though he went the same way, in between the pens and the fence, he didn’t manage to catch up immediately. Caelum pushed himself past the burn in his legs, but he’d had to hide behind one of the pens several times, but not ever in the same spot as Barney – which might have been for the better. Not that he knew much about it, but he thought two people next to each other might be easier to find.

As he ran and hid, he did his best to ignore the human corpses – empty shells empty of anything a genuine body should have. They were just…hung over ropes like laundry. Caelum didn’t know if they were dead, or not. Death might have been better compared to the possibility that they were tortured in that strange way while alive. Not that any of the victims gave away any inkling of being affected, so perhaps they weren’t capable of feeling anything anyhow. Small mercy, that.

He really didn’t have the freedom to spare these unknowns much thought. As far as he knew, they might not be human the way he and his companions were. If they had been at one point…it didn’t matter anymore. Caelum was certain that it was due to prioritizing his own safety and wellbeing that he’d done as well as he did so far. All that was left was to head to the goal – apparently, a cathedral. 

He had no idea why the other man chose that building out of all the possibilities, but he wouldn’t question it. Barney had proven quite useful when it came to tackling the challenges of this place so far. Caelum rather thought he’d be as willing to charge through, bait, or otherwise distract any danger they might encounter. Perhaps he himself wouldn’t have to do anything at all…