Flandre's approach was altogether less graceful, at least at the end. She did take her time climbing further down the wall when Leo jumped away, until she was finally at a height she could safely (and quietly) jump from. Her ankles still rattled, but held, and Flandre kept her profile low and hunched over to keep her shoulders from cutting a distinctive shape in the dark.

But she moved regardless, first merely quickly and then almost sprinting until she crashed shoulder first into the back of the formation like a wrecking ball scattering ninepins.

One at least Flandre was certain about; she kept going once she had one up against her shoulder, crashing into the next in the opposite direction Leo came at them from.