Silk worm rolled across the floor and came to a stop as she thumped against a desk. She lay there for a few moments, weak and woozy. She had expended a ton of effort to try and constrict Tank. He had eluded her. 

The sound of her own coughing woke her. The room was full of smoke. As she lifted her head and tried to see what had happened, a coil of thick woven fabric unraveled itself from her neck, it unfurled, then wrapped itself over her mouth like a bandit’s bandana. The fabric would help filter the air from smoke and whatever other lab-chemicals might be in the air.

Her eyes stung, they had no protection from the pollution of the room. She saw little brother right away, he jumped out of the building through a hole in the wall that certainly was not there before. She wanted to follow him, but hesitated. He was calling out to Kira, she could probably address that situation more quickly. 

She looked around inside to count her comrades and any other foes remaining. She didn’t see Tank or Torch, the two must have escaped through the hole. Had they left anyone behind? She drew her umbrella ready to use it as a shield if necessary.