Freed from the grasp of the monster in the well, the girl flies up at like a rocket. It's all Victor can to to pull himself back before she headbutts him in the face, over-balancing as he refuses to let go of her hand and send her flying off, bootless, into the darkness. They end up in a heap at the edge of the well, their flight rings having cushioned the fall rather than the stony ground.

"Oof," Victor protests anyway. "Do you...do you think that thing can get out?"

Because if it can, they need to get up and leave. Now.