Chapter 41: Strike from shadows
Both of them swiftly ran over to the poor man and checked his condition. Shaan gently patted the man’s cheek while Nalira immediately checked his pulse to confirm his condition.
"So, how is he, Nalira?" Shaan’s face instantly tightened. "I’ve been patting his cheek over and over, but he’s not responding at all. Is he...?""
Nalira shook her head instantly. "No. He’s...."
"He’s what?" Shaan’s face began to show signs of frustration. ’Ugh, why does she always speak so slowly?’
"He’s not dead. His pulse is weak... He’s just unconscious."
"Thank goodness." Shaan let out a sigh of relief. "Damn. What the hell is going on? How could he end up like this?"
Nalira shrugged her shoulders. "Dark creature... Now we need to take this man to Chelsie for treatment."
Without wasting any more time, they tried to carry the poor man to get him treated. However, no matter how hard they pulled, they couldn’t move him an inch from the puddle. His body remained completely still in place.
"Damn. This is useless." Shaan slowly laid the man’s body back down. "It feels like something is holding him in place. But this area is too dark—I can’t see a thing."
"Wait." Nalira snapped her fingers, and fire appeared in her hand at once. "Shaan, look at that," she pointed to a pile of rocks holding one of the poor man’s legs. "We need to get rid of all these rocks first, so we can save this man."
"Yeah, I agree."
Together, they moved the piles of rocks one by one until the pile gradually lessened. Good, although it took some time, at least this method was proving effective. Now, it would be much easier to pull the man out.