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It was a scream that forced Thomas back into consciousness, his head suddenly raising from the jagged, rocky bed it had landed on. And boy had he landed hard. An aching, throbbing pain cried and begged for release within his skull from the impact he'd had, and somewhere along the way he'd gained a large gash above his left eye, a stream of blood steadily pouring from it that forced him to keep that eye shut most of the time, unless he wanted it to start stinging like hell too.

He wasn't sure how it had happened, or how long it had been now since it happened, but it was clear to the boy that somewhere along the way he'd been flung off of Katie's back. Presumably before he could reach her head. 

Thomas steadily raised himself up, supporting himself with various pieces of fallen debris as he gauged his surroundings. And, though perhaps just about recognisable, it was clear he'd missed some stuff. Firstly, and perhaps most importantly and indeed noticeably, Katie was gone. Or at least, her dragon form was. And secondly, was the sheer amount of destruction that had taken place in his absence. It was a wonder to the boy that he hadn't been crushed by falling rock in his state of vulnerability, or that he hadn't been completely scorched to a crisp by the raging flames that licked up aggressively from just about everywhere around him.

Before Thomas could even move to regroup with his teammates though, an almighty quake sent him right back down to the ground almost as suddenly as he'd awoken before even more debris fell around him as a result. By now the boy was shaking, uncertain, paranoid, even fearful. It was just one thing after another. But nonetheless he stood back up with a sigh, before groaning as some blood seeped into his eye despite his best efforts, and began to move. With a crash that sheer in scale, it didn't take him too long to figure out what probably caused it, or rather who caused it. And so, he'd try and make his way towards it and probably find the others along the way. And that's when he saw Riku.

It was odd that he was seeing her like this again in a fairly similar context to when he'd seen her like this last. But the reaction he had was completely different. And even the knowledge that she would most likely resurrect herself again even if the worst was to pass did little, if anything, to comfort him.

[color=violet]"Riku!"[/color]

A desperate cry echoed through the fractured chasm as the boy rushed to his friend's side, violet eyes fraught with concern and fear for her safety as he assessed her condition. With a gentle shove he got Riku on her side, letting the blood coming up from her mouth steadily pour out onto the ground instead of back down her throat. But at this point, the boy wasn't sure how much his efforts would be worth. 

[color=violet]"Kanbaru, Akiko!"[/color]

He called out to his fellow group members, scanning wide-eyed over the surrounding flames and debris to try and catch sight of them, before turning back to the fallen princess.

[color=violet]"Hey, come on Riku, say something. Y-you can just come back, right? You'll be ok?"[/color]

Thomas began to sound breathless, his voice filled with panic as he held on tight to his bleeding friend.