Dolemeck cringed as he was made to sit up. It was painful to do so, and used the last bit of energy he had to focus his telekinetic powers on getting his body to float. He was now looking almost like something out of a horror film, no doubt frightening the few remaining Purifiers who remained conscious.

"Follow... me." He spoke weakly, and started to float from the library, to the media room attached to it. He stopped every so often, coughing up blood, but forced himself to continue on. It was better than having Ilya try to carry him. "We're almost... there."

He was powering through his pain and discomfort to keep himself floating and guiding Ilya to where they could find one of the mansion's many panic rooms. It almost appeared as though he probably had been holding his powers back for sometime, if he could perform such a feat.