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CHAPTER 139: THE EDGE OF SALVATION
THE EDGE OF SALVATION
With desperation clawing at your mind, you glance down, spotting a struggling survivor—a teenage girl, her fingers slipping on the ledge below. Her wide eyes lock onto yours, silently pleading for salvation. Ignoring the searing heat against your back, you stretch your arm downward, gritting your teeth as your shoulder protests under the strain.
"Take my hand!" you shout, your voice barely audible over the cacophony of chaos.
The girl reaches up, her hand trembling as it clutches yours in a death grip. With every ounce of strength, you begin to pull her up, feeling her weight shift as she scrambles for purchase. Behind you, the fire crackles ominously, its glow casting a flickering shadow across the walls.
As you haul her to safety, the building quakes again, a dreadful groan echoing through the structure. The window frame rattles, and for a heart-stopping moment, you fear it will give way. But with a final heave, the girl clambers through the window, collapsing beside you with ragged breaths. Relief is short-lived, however, as the floor beneath you begins to tilt, teetering on the brink of collapse.
You scan the room for any means of escape, your mind racing against the clock. The bandit from earlier gestures frantically from below, indicating a rope ladder they've thrown over from the adjacent building. Salvation or a trap? There's no time to ponder.
The air is thick with smoke, and every second counts as you make your decision. With the room threatening to crumble, the girl looks at you, eyes full of trust. Now you must choose.
"Take my hand!" you shout, your voice barely audible over the cacophony of chaos.
The girl reaches up, her hand trembling as it clutches yours in a death grip. With every ounce of strength, you begin to pull her up, feeling her weight shift as she scrambles for purchase. Behind you, the fire crackles ominously, its glow casting a flickering shadow across the walls.
As you haul her to safety, the building quakes again, a dreadful groan echoing through the structure. The window frame rattles, and for a heart-stopping moment, you fear it will give way. But with a final heave, the girl clambers through the window, collapsing beside you with ragged breaths. Relief is short-lived, however, as the floor beneath you begins to tilt, teetering on the brink of collapse.
You scan the room for any means of escape, your mind racing against the clock. The bandit from earlier gestures frantically from below, indicating a rope ladder they've thrown over from the adjacent building. Salvation or a trap? There's no time to ponder.
The air is thick with smoke, and every second counts as you make your decision. With the room threatening to crumble, the girl looks at you, eyes full of trust. Now you must choose.