[ Flynn collapses like a puppet with its strings cut: all at once, limbs folding in on themselves as chains whip, rattling, up against the ceiling, crash into the stone, and then fall down through the loop on top of him. He barely manages to shove his elbow and a knee into the greasy stone floor to get out of the way of the mess, and they still slap him as they fall, making him wince.
But it doesn't matter. Yuri is bleeding, collapsed first, and Flynn has to get to him. He pushes himself up, still attached to the chains, and half-crawls over to him with worry like coals in his belly. ]
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[ Flynn collapses like a puppet with its strings cut: all at once, limbs folding in on themselves as chains whip, rattling, up against the ceiling, crash into the stone, and then fall down through the loop on top of him. He barely manages to shove his elbow and a knee into the greasy stone floor to get out of the way of the mess, and they still slap him as they fall, making him wince.
But it doesn't matter. Yuri is bleeding, collapsed first, and Flynn has to get to him. He pushes himself up, still attached to the chains, and half-crawls over to him with worry like coals in his belly. ]