Well that was unexpected. He feels his hair start to stand on end, and he's trying to draw back out of the pit before it backfires on him. He's too late though, and there's light and sound.

He gasps when he hits the ground behind them, hands flying instinctively to his head to keep it from falling loose. Luckily, he's not falling from far enough up that he needs to worry about it, but it does mean he's completely unprepared for getting slapped across the face??.

"What the fuck!" he shrieks. Sorry, Luka, he doesn't even hear those questions as he jerks to his feet and points his clawed finger towards Olivia's chest.

"I felt fine until you hit me?? What was that for!"