Dyssia falls like a corkscrew that's just read about comets and is eager to try being one.

H'okay, so. Assets. First off, she can still--[i]dodge![/i]--like thas. Hermes is jukable. For all that Apollo might not acknowledge she exists, at least he's not the one, aha, pulling the strings.

She has a head start! Castle had to turn, shedding outlying regions, treads treadling and she'll just [i]bet[/i] some crab legs come out for better cornering! Over the rumbling of the treads crunching forests beneath them, she can already hear the clatter of bricks and masonry, so that's another asset! Eventually, there won't be enough castle left to hold the treads together!

At which point, she'll just be facing a pissed off ghost of a god!

Um. Asset: Hermes only has eight more fingers? She hopes? Question mark?

Negative asset: Gravitational force is a constant acceleration. She needs to get and preserve as much momentum as possible right now, because once she loses that speed, it'll take a bit to fall back up to speed. 

Negative asset: air resistance. Already she can feel it pressing against her, draining her, sapping her, terminal velocity feeling dreadfully literal.

She twists midair, and a series of micro-black holes pop into being ahead of her, forming and collapsing and bursting into instantaneous fusion of gases. 

She falls through a vacuum of stars, and the world drops away. No air, no vibrations, no pressing rush, no sound--nothing but the sensation of speed, and the blossoming of new stars ahead and behind her.