The One Eyed Bandit
rotworm
"S-sorry!" She rushed from behind Claudia and down the hallway, only stopping once she'd reached the safety beyond it. Shit, this wasn't heroic at all. Was there really no way she could help? She'd not anything on hand that could bar the way open, nor any idea of a Quirk that could do the same. Though, now that she was thinking about it...
"Hey, you!" She scrambled back down the hall as an idea dawned on her and Fischer dashed into view. "Remember that boulder trap? Maybe we can jam this thing with the rocks from that!" She hadn't a clue how tough the rocks were nor how much pressure these walls were putting out, but at the very least, there was a chance that this would work. And if it didn't, at least she could say that she had given it her all. Or something like that.
Without another word, Stella ducked past Claudia and back into the hall from whence they'd come, hauled the largest stone she could carry up in her arms, and made her way back as quickly as possible. Just enough to sidle through, that was all she needed. This thing surely couldn't be strong enough to kill somebody, right? There was no way this school would still be open if it had a contraption that was killing students every other week. Right. There was hope, then.
Even if it was just a sliver, a sliver was all she needed.