Izzy's only reaction to the transformed Drake's question was a slight, unconvincing nod. She took an extra step forward, to be certain that she was the closest to The Immortal. That was all she was good for; she just had to hope that once The Immortal broke free, he targeted her first to give David and Drake an extra moment to react. Her palms began to sweat as she imagined the pain she'd experience if her plan -- if it could even be called that -- went off as intended. She didn't want to go through that, but she didn't have any choice. She'd just hate herself more if others were killed. Inevitably, The Immortal broke out. All Izzy had time to do was take another step forward -- before a freighter ran into her. The girl was thrown back several dozen feet, head snapping forward. When the pain finally registered, she tried to scream, only to find herself completely winded. After a full second of air time, her heel caught the floor, sending her into a violent backwards tumble, limbs getting caught and twisted unnaturally. Mercifully, she eventually came to a stop in a crumpled heap, her cheek against the ground and her body stinging from friction burns. She tried breathing, but that wasn't so easy with a collapsed chest and blood filling her mouth. This was the worse shape she had ever been in, while still being alive and conscious. Silent sobs wracked her body, as she looked to David and Drake with unfocused eyes. They both seemed okay, which was nice to know. She had done her job, right? She could give up on this mission, now. She had to make the pain stop. Izzy tried moving her right arm, but nothing happened. Deciding it must have been dislocated or something, she tried her left. Pain shot up it and into her spine, but she continued forcing it to move, reaching for her pistol, planning on shooting herself in the head. [i]Good... night...[/i] Perhaps thankfully, her body gave up on her before she could. The effort and pain of moving, along with her inability to breathe, was enough to make her unconscious. Her last thought before she went under sent another wave of panic through her: if The Immortal succeeded and caused a nuclear explosion, would she wake up this time? A few minutes after having that terrifying thought, Izzy died again.