Valerie stumbled when she gently landed on one of the lower ledges, her legs still not strong enough to completely support her weight, especially from a drop even if it was a gentle one. She didn't have a magnetic force strong enough to fly, not yet at least, but she could at least buffet her falls.
However even as she was laying on the ground, Valerie quickly lifted her cane and pointed it towards the thing. It was hunched over amongst a crater of sizzling, slightly magmatised rocks.
Half of its flower shaped face had been blown off, and its twisted body was covered in burn scars. However it didn't stay like that for long. Its flesh wriggled, the burns retreating as they rapidly shrank before disappearing entirely.
The twisted, purplish-red flesh around its 'mouth' wriggled as it rapidly grew outwards, replacing what had been destroyed. Even new teeth sprouted from the wriggling flesh mound.
