Nerissa just shakes her head and continues to gaze worriedly at the rubble resting atop them, Talicia however seems to ponder, "I think I can keep us from being crushed but anything more is impossible."

Ciri tries to smile through her focused expression, "Could you do it now? I don't know how long I can keep this up."

Talicia nods and cuts her wrists with her nails in a similar fas.h.i.+on to Ambrose, the blood that leaks out seems to become sentient as it crawls along the periphery of the glowing orange s.h.i.+eld. Once enough blood has "Pooled" forth Talicia appears to concentrate on something, she opens her hand before clenching it quickly, as if she's crus.h.i.+ng something. As she does the blood now surrounding them compresses and solidifies in a ruby-like material that Ambrose had also created to take most of the explosions impact. Soon the group is completely covered in a crystalline sphere, Ciri receives a confirming look from Talicia and lets her Quen s.h.i.+eld dissipate, as it fades away they can hear the rubble s.h.i.+ft and fall onto the ruby sphere, it doesn't even make a sound as the weight in transferred to it and it easily keeps the rubble at bay.

Nerissa's eye's are wide open as she watches her mother do this, she'd been surprised at her father's use of it but this is something else entirely... If both of her parent's had this unique ability, why didn't she? She'd need to get answers from her parent's once this was all over, she'd decided she had been kept in the dark enough.

Reima had just been hit point blank by some kind of suicide bombing, he had thought vampires were above religions but he guessed he was wrong judging by the vampires dedication to their "cause", he reasoned to himself that you didn't have vampires knocking on your door to preach the word of G.o.d is because they'd all burn to death trying... That and they probably can't come inside uninvited, that way they couldn't ha.s.sle vulnerable people into their cults... Look, he's ranting to himself again, hopefully he only suffered a concussion?... Looking down he can't see anything but he can feel that his are legs still attached, good... Arms?... He gives them a wiggle and finds that they're still there, he tries to get up but the action feels as if he's trying to perform a sit-up with an entire house atop him... Weight, that's probably what it is. He covers his body in Armament Haki and forces his body upwards, stone, wood and anything else that const.i.tuted this rubble is summarily destroyed under his immense strength. Like a mole he manages to force his head out of the ground, his gold helmet scuffed and dirty but completely intact, the t.i.tanite reinforcing it making it incredibly durable, in this world it might even be considered unbreakable. He looks around and comes face to face with an older looking gentleman with long brown hair, a prominent scowl along with matching wrinkles adorn his face... Although they seem to rapidly disappear as they gaze down at him, the only thing visible from the floor being his lion shaped golden helmet...

Reima "Err, h.e.l.lo?" his voice is m.u.f.fled by the helmet but he's definitely heard, like a frightened cat the man's previously locked legs seem to spring themselves, causing the man to fall backwards onto the ground and quickly faint, all the while muttering to himself about gold body-less lion moles... This, while confusing is also convenient as he doesn't have to worry about fighting his way out of an army of Auror's, all the while trying to not fatally injure one.

He looks around to see what part of the building he'd found himself in and finds that he's currently buried where the stairs to the Cellar used to be, he extends his Observation Haki to see where the other Auror's are and nods to himself as he sees he's got a while before any turn up here, he turns and looks down at the rubble he's currently buried in and spots a familiar magical aura, "Ciri? Oh s.h.i.+t, Ciri!" he mentally shouts as he realises she must've been buried along with him, he see's two dark aura's next to her that contain almost no magic what so-ever and concludes that one vampire is missing, personally he thinks Ambrose is missing, not only because men generally seem to die first in crises but also because he took the brunt of the impact from that explosion. He seemed like a cool guy so hopefully he's still around and kicking... Again, he's apparently gone off on a tangent, right now he needs those buried out so he teleport them away, he's not really familiar with the wizarding world and has no idea if they can detect magical aura's through significant material. He would a.s.sume that they don't to his knowledge, if they did wouldn't they use that in the department of mysteries to keep intruders out? Or during the 2nd task of the tri-wizard tournament where they had to find hostages in the murky depths of a lake infested with dangerous wild creatures.