[center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/392257844256440322/1058612497462071306/48c9191838572d0477a6d8b42f5014b8.png[/img][sub][color=2471A3]February 2nd, 531 - 11:50 am[/color][/sub][/center][hr]

Caspian waited by the exit as he watched everything unfurl before him. He'd hoped that the rest would be quicker about moving out of here, but it seemed the Astorio was still intent on his murder spree and one of the captives had jumped right into the fray they were trying to save them from. As the lightning arked into Roans arm, the scent of burnt hair hit the air once more. He watched intently to see if he'd move after the blast, to see if they had failed to rescue another or if perhaps the newcomers' risk wasn't a total wash. Roan moved once more, and Caspian was able to breathe easy, watching as a shield charm had erected itself between the Astorio and his prey while the butterflies that once guarded the exit now fluttered down into a storm of death towards an occupied hall. 

Lyra called out for them to grab Dylan, and for the life of him Caspian had forgotten about the other soul. The one he'd been guarding before all hell broke loose. He silently cursed to himself for having left him behind and defenseless. He was about to break into a sprint to grab the captive when he began to feel a lurch in his stomach. An uneasiness tugging at him like nausea as he suddenly began to move backwards towards the exit. Quinn had yelled for them to grab something, but there was nothing around for him to grab. He grasped aimlessly at the ground before finally giving in and allowing himself to be pulled to the point of Quinns spell. Only for the strange mage to make a run for it past him with fast apologies and even faster legs. 

As everyone finally made it out through the door, Caspian followed behind them. He'd made sure he was the last one through, pulling the door closed behind him as he knelt on the ground. He'd have loved to have Lyra weld the door shut, but they didn't have that kind of time. They needed a way to seal them in, and Caspian didn't know of any spells yet to fuse the two materials together into one. So he decided to go with plan C. [Color=2471A3]"Figrius Laispi"[/color] He felt his magic course into the stonework beneath him, bending the shape to his will as the stonework on the other side of the door began to rise up right against the door. [Color=2471A3]"Hopefully that'll hold them for a while. Let's go."[/color]