Up he went, shoulders awkwardly banging in the corner of the elevator but no sooner than that thunk resounded did that of his helmet and then followed by both bodies tumbling to the floor.

The elevator shuddered and creaked again, though Blood paid it no mind. He was utterly focused on taking advantage of the fact that two Falcons were trapped in here, and he intended on being the only Falcon to leave.

With a growl his legs twisted with the roll, quickly catching the wall of the elevator and he pushed off it, like pushing off the wall of a pool to propel him helmet-first into his opponent.