It felt like longer than ten seconds before she landed, dazed and dizzy, in the Domina's first floor armory. Her legs gave out from underneath her and she crashed hard into a cupboard holding spare armor. She took several fortifying breaths before shoving herself upright, yanking open the cupboard doors and began pulling on a set of leathers. She considered it good luck that the wards had either fallen or been brought down, as she hadn't been diverted to the nearest un-warded location or, worse, Splinched, when she'd portkey'd in. Her knees nearly buckled as she shoved them through the leathers, and she closed her eyes for the span of a heartbeat.