He waited for as long as was possible before slithering out of his hiding spot, the space he had carved was a bit too cramped up for him now, still holding the baby closely, the simple act of leaving the stuffy hiding spot felt like a breath of air washed over the both of them, even with the temperature being dreadfully high.
The barricade as been cleanly sliced through, the sounds he had heard having been just that, the upper portion of the barricade sliding off the lower before falling on the ground, it certainly was frightening to imagine that a person could just carve their way through sandstone like that, but he supposed that this was a perk of wielding weapons made entirely out of vapour.
