Lewis immediately sought out Joanna, shielding her beneath him. The explosion was deafening, sending dust and debris flying.
The aircraft's exterior looked like a charred cookie. Amidst the cacophony of crying, shouting, and rescue efforts, Joanna, protected by Lewis, sustained only minor injuries.
She felt dizzy and her ears rang, but she remained conscious.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty." Joanna pushed at Lewis, who lay atop her, and patted his face, only to find him barely conscious.
Panicked, she shouted, "Lewis, wake up!"
Joanna's throat burned from the smoke and heat. She glanced around and saw that everyone else had fainted.
She knew she had to push Lewis away to seek help herself.
However, she couldn't budge him; he was holding her tightly, covering her almost entirely wit
