Terror gripped her chest and they all rushed back to the open. However, the moment they reached the landing of the stairs, a crimson mist whirled and raced towards them, howling and screeching. It started climbing the stairs.
"Calaman's horns!" Eltanin cursed. "Let's go that side," he said pointing to the left. There should have been a stair on the other side as well. However, the moment he reached there, the marble stairs cracked with a boom and crumbled into dust, sending a flurry of debris on the first floor. Without thinking much, Eltanin grabbed Tania by her waist and jumped on the first floor, landing nimbly on his feet. Debris and dust whirled around them. She coughed and saw that Glenn had followed them. Terrified, she clasped onto her savior.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!