Debris presses against an invisible barrier as it's conjured , and a large grey humanoid pulls itself from its prison. The earlier frantic motions reappear as it clambers out of the ruins and hauls itself to one side. Whether it's hurt or not, it manages to get out of the way relatively easily.

Below, all the shifting and crunching of rubble provokes a few squeaks.

"We're all here." The child seems almost reluctant to say anything that's not insisting on their mother's presence, but the appearance of a light is reassuring. It helps them struggle on with more description. "My brother's leg is stuck!"

"It hurts!" a more muffled voice cries out.