“Beware!” Vinson’s immediate reflex action was to cover Arielle’s head with his bare arm. Unfortunately, his arm got hit by the debris and was severely injured.
Terrified by the gory sight, Arielle quickly checked on him. Before she could have a look at it, he withdrew his arm.
“You…”
He interrupted her, “I’m fine. Quick, keep trying and see if it works.”
Though worried sick, Arielle kept quiet and tried to focus her attention on the computer. Frowning, she returned to her seat. Debris and residual flames kept falling from the floor above.
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