Your head is swimming, the only sensations you're aware of right now are the acrid smell of smoke choking your nose and the burning in your lungs as you try vainly to breathe. The orange and black of the fire and smoke blend together in your disorienting vision, the image of the burning building spinning around like a vortex.

Damian's footsteps pound in your ears, his voice muffled as he rushes over to you, his footsteps pounding through the flames towards you like a drumbeat. He doesn't even have to ask if you're alright, you can see his expression clearly now—he's furious.

"Get up!" Damian shouts, his voice raw with anger as he hauls you to your feet and tries to help you stand on your own two legs, his rough grip under your arms.