They followed the woman to a townhouse that was only partly falling down. The dress was visible through a hole in the rubble.
It was covered in soot but still whole. The problem was that the structure around it was weak and could fall apart at any time.
Natasha looked at the situation and said, "I can freeze the area to make it stable, but I'll need someone to get the dress quickly while I keep the ice structure up."
Rick immediately said, "I'll do it."
Natasha nodded and lifted her staff. Ice spread over the broken building, making a temporary support structure. "You have thirty seconds. Go!"
Rick didn't think twice. He squeezed through the opening, carefully grabbed the dress, and pulled himself out just as Natasha's ice started to break. The building creaked in a scary way, but it stayed up until he was safe.
The older woman held the dress to her chest and cried. "Thanks."
"Oh gods, thank you... both of you..."
