Damon landed on a roof, the force of his impact shattering tiles and wooden supports alike, the structure screaming under his weight as it finally gave way. The roof collapsed inward, dragging both him and Evangeline straight down into the house below.
They crashed through the ceiling in a cloud of splintered wood and stone. Dust and rubble covered them completely as the floor buckled beneath their fall. Damon rolled as he hit, absorbing the impact through instinct alone.
He shook the debris off his shoulders, pushed himself up through the settling dust, and immediately reached for Evangeline, gripping her hand firmly.
Without hesitation, he dragged her forward and vaulted through the wide window at the far end of the room, glass exploding outward as they plunged from the top floor into the alley below.
They landed with a dull, bone-jarring thud.
