...or, it almost did, a gap appearing in Will's back as the ball passed through to the other side.
End result? Grey-jacks, surrounded by a steel barricade, with an explosive going boom, the rest of the team protected by the thick steel will...err, wall.
Rick, meanwhile, went tornado again and got up close to the humanoids after Nick's first attack, trying to keep on beating them and keep them from getting back up.
The creatures Ronnie smashed together made a rather spectacular squelching noise as they pulped. Similarly, Will would find himself covered in... well, it was probably better for the sanity not to contemplate what was what.
Nick's two and the ones he threw them into hit the ground, dazed, before being swept up by Rick along with the others. Stunned as they were, they had even less defense against Gideon's power than the other two whose brains he fried. As soon as Janice's borrowed cannon turned the final two into a greasy smear on the wall, the hall fell silent.
"You won't get any complaints from me. I think I could live without ever seeing any more of those things," Rick said to Will, not bothering to power down as he followed the group along, floating a few inches above the ground.
"Very good!" Dr. Tomorrow laughed over the speakers again. "I hope you aren't thinking things are too easy. You see... I can't make this too fast. Your world's about to end, and it's so... empty to not give you the illusion of hope. I'm amazed that you're still trying this though, when there are so many other options open to you. With all the holes in space opening, has anyone even tried evacuating to another reality? It's worth a try, are you sure you want to keep coming?"
Something Braddock had told her came to Janice's mind.
"I don't care if I can't use the amulet right now. I'm the guardian of a multiversal nexus. I'm not going to stop just because some tosser in a labcoat says it's over."
Literally in midstep, all of them would find themselves falling toward the... well, the former ceiling. while disorienting, it also forced them to have to wade through the ceiling tiles and the sprinkler pipes and such that were above (beneath?) them. From the way the tiles 'rose' back into place, They seemed to be the only things with their gravity reversed.
"Ow," Cal muttered, picking himself up from the midst of the broken ceiling tiles. "Part of me hates this guy, part of me wants to beg him for some of his cool toys."
Veronica pulled herself up from her tumble. She didn't waste any time dwindling down to a smaller size, running along the steel gridwork which held the tiles "up". She had to run, her little legs didn't cover as much distance per step as everyone else's and she wasn't going to let anything the doctor threw at her stand in her way.
As they moved farther down the hallway, they ran into a very slight problem. Ronnie, being under the ceiling tiles, would notice it before anyone else, and with luck would be able to warn them before it became a real problem.
Hidden under the ceiling tiles, there were holes in the ceiling, revealing drops into open sky, with nothing between them and hitting (eventually) outer space.
"Stop!" Veronica cried out, her body cracking a ceiling tile and causing it to fall onto the floor above. Her voice would be a bit louder at a larger size.
"There's holes in the ceilin'. If we fall outside who knows if we'll be able to get back in."
Cal looped it around him... or at least he started to before the ceiling beneath him popped open. He fell out the hole... and to his shock, kept falling, only stopping about eight feet out because he grabbed onto the cable connecting him to the big-ass cannon which was too big to fall through the hole crosswise. "Oh holy... PULL ME BACK IN!" he shouted, trying (not quite successfully) to not panic at the sight of empty space below his feet. "This is fucking impossib- COME ON! PULL ME BACK IN!"