*can't actually see anything because still free falling on top of a physical shadow wall. Maya hears the jets coming closer than her falling speed would allow. She fears the worst and rolls off her wall and skydives like a pencil, spear in hand. She brings her feet around as she passes by Stratos. The flames coming off his spear quickly ignite upon her clothing* [b]HOT HOT HOT HOT YOWIE![/b] *Maya quickly consumes her form with shadows to suffocate the flames. Lands crouched feet first on the mansions roof and plummets through. You hear more cluttering. Crashes. Yelps. The door rattles and slams open. Maya's hair is frizzy from the dry heat of the scorching. She quickly whips a brush from an access points. Rips it through her hair. She stomps over spear in hand*