Of all the things that Topher had expected, this was the least of them.

He was knocked out, and he wasn't as badly damaged as the rest of them.

But zounds the negativity that was emanating from everyone.

Topher closed his eyes and buckled, falling to his knees, using the powers from the negativity to quickly heal whatever wounds he had, trying to expend as much energy as he could.

This was...this was not good.