Tony didn't even look at what he batted away as it fell from the ceiling, a move made from reflex more than conscious thought, but when he looked at it afterwards, he became somewhat confused. A stuffed deer wasn't exactly the most potent of attackers, considering it typically lacks the ability to move. His confusion was compounded further as a stuffed bear fell in their direction as well. Tony caught it with his shield and pushed it away, revealing the final ingredient of chaos: A white goose.
He was distracted out of his thoughts as the a bookcase fell nearby. He rolled out of the way of the ensuing dust cloud and came up shield raised, only to notice that it was the lizardman that had done the deed, not another enemy.
"Hey, watch what you're doing!" Tony said.
He stood up and brushed off the dust, looking around the room for whatever else would happen.
"Just what the heck is going on..." He muttered.
In the corner of his eye he spotted something different. A hint of eyes in the corner of the room. He peered at the stack of books, but he couldn't make out much from the dust that covered them.
"Hey, I think that's the book over there." Tony said to the others.
