Having sent her last message to Owen just in time to look up as Simms came into view, Cecilia didn't have a lot of time to prepare herself. She was still standing very near the bars, and didn't have time to head for cover. She shoved her phone in her pocket, but if she stopped to think about it she wa Ould have guessed her phone wouldn't survive this. She couldn't worry about that now. She started to crouch down, but the blast hit her before she was truly ready. At such close range the force was unbelievable,like being hit by a giant fist of ice and needles. She hit the concrete floor hard, the side of her head knocking hard on the ground and momentarily stunning her. She threw her arms over her head and at least turned her face in the opposite direction, unable to do anything but wait for it to be over.