From Protector of the Grey House:
Natalia ran to the end of the hallway, grateful for the head start. The door at the other end of the hall was open, which made things easier. The ghul was in here. She didn’t know what a ghul was but knew it would kill Franklin if she threw him into the pit. She heard Franklin behind her and smiled. As her blood pumped harder, her vision started to blur, and darken around the edges. Her determination surged forward, and a little more speed escaped her. She was through the door, leapt across the hole, and slammed into the wall before he could reach her.
Franklin knew where she was going and grinned. He followed her into the room, leapt the distance, and was immediately hit in the face with her fist. He didn’t think she had the strength in her to push him back, but she did. The blow pushed him back enough to make him land on the edge of the hole. His feet slipped out from under him, and he fell. His hands caught the ledge and his blood curdled with the howl from below. He stared up at the woman who grinned at the edge.
“Help me!”
“Go to Hell.”
Cat Stark 