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[b][u]Group C: Dylan, Amy, Lucien, Xandra, Lute[/b][/u]

They had a plan! Once the last of them had come through the window, Dylan turned to run to the next building when the whole world shook. “Oh Aislin!” he cried as the rest of his group was picked up and launched about. 

Somehow, miraculously, Dylan remained where he was standing as the ground seemed to ripple out around him. This, though, was worse, since the poor artist had to watch as his friends where tossed about. And there was nothing he could do. Dylan ran forward as soon as it settled, reaching Lute and pulling the man’s arm over his shoulder. “I got you,” he muttered as he started hobbling towards their target building. 

The Tower seemed so close, only a few streets away, and Dylan quickly herded his friends in through the doorway before slamming it shut. Taking no time to catch his breath, he immediately started to move through the building - which appeared to be the same coffee shop he had visited earlier. He had only taken a couple of steps, though, when the whole building starting to shake...and lift. 

“MOVE MOVE MOVE!” he yelled as he started to run.