As if he could sense it he turned when he saw his wife falling over on the ground towards him, his helmet going back into its collar exposing his face, he had a worried look.
Flying over towards her quickly with his repulsors he lands and kneels down before her and takes her in his arms, Connor coming shortly after.
“Baby..stay with me!” He said as he shook her to wake up. “Is everything alright?” He asked her. “Did you get hurt? Are you sick? Dizzy? Talk to me love.” He started to worry, not caring where they were at and if it slowed them down, it was as if the world slowed down and it was only him and her.
After a long descent, everyone would reach the bottom of the pit.
"We are here." Michael said, as he surveyed the scene around him.
Suddenly, he drew in a gasp as he looked in front of him.
The Five Heavenly Kings had escaped.
The block of stone that The Magician had been bound to was broken. The Ram-adorned throne that The Emperor was cuffed to was vacant. The large stone wheel in which The Wheel of Fate was imprisoned was empty. The lake of Ice in which the World was frozen was broke, a pool of water in place of where he had been prior. And the large stone orb to which The Moon was attached was broken.
"They're gone..." Michael whispered out loud.