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The way forward was blocked, and were he to be able to get through the stones Orphic knew that he wouldn't like what was on the other side. He kicked with his feet, dislodging bodies that groan and stood. Grasping his head in pain he stumbled and fell to the floor like a drunk. This time it was someone else that shoved Orphic off in an attempt to get free. Orphic rolled onto his side, and was able to push himself to his hands and knees.

Others that had been knocked down by the blast were not beginning to rise. Moans or silence came from those that were unable to move. Orphic lurched to his hands and knees and then stumbled to his feet. Dust from the ceiling rained down upon them again as the entire temple seemed to lurch beneath Oprhic's feet. A loud ringing filled Orphic's ears and he fought desperately to think clearly. He felt as though he was viewing the world through a cloud, and try as he might he couldn't quite find any order it in. There was another tremor in the building and Orphic was thrown against the wall. His shoulder hit the wall and his fell forward along it. He managed to maintain his balance and was shielded from some larger pieces of the ceiling that fell.

With a yell Orphic pushed himself away from the wall and began to run down the hallway away from the wreckage. Others were doing the same, most faster than Orphic, whose right leg wasn't working properly. Like a lightening bolt through the cloud Orphic felt the pain in his leg and head. Then the cloud came back numbing everything.