[ She nods at the others before aiming her grapnel gun at Felix's roof. ]

No, don't go down! I've got a much better idea.

[ She fires, and in a matter of seconds she's swinging through the air safely above the teeth of the crazed hounds below and launching herself up onto the roof next to him. ]

Unless the dogs learned how to fly. Then we're totally screwed. How's your grip?