She knows she has it, knows there are wings beneath her hands and nothing free to hit her, but it hits her anyway, something she can't see and is in no position to stop. Blunt force strikes her full in the sternum, and the only thing she can do to even mitigate the blow is flow with it and let it punch her into the air. She hits the ground in a roll that ends in the wall, with nothing but a few feathers for her trouble and no breath in her lungs. It takes a full minute before she can try to push herself up. It was not her best idea; pain stabs her ribs and she crumples again.

She settles for rolling until she can see the rest of the room. The valravn is gone, unless it's hiding somewhere in the shadows, but the hall is too quiet for that.

Huo's down, and the dark spots on them can only be blood. They're down...(Their hair is too bright, but in the poor light their skin could be grey, their blood could be green.) She staggers to her feet, ignoring the pain, and stumbles across the floor. "Get up!" she shouts, or means to shout, but she breathes too deep and the words vanish in a pained cough. "Get up! You have to get up!" She's not sure in the moment what will happen if they don't.