Extraordinarily, Lateef picked up Amadee in his arms, as he had previously been carrying Borislava, and proceeded to follow Jack through the jungle. He was less tired than Jack and Borislava even though he had every reason to be twice more, and even so, he was breathing heavily and moving with noticeably sluggish spurts of strength.
A lot could be said about how much noisier and unseemly Jack’s exhaustion really was.
“I swear...if we have to fight again... oof. I am really not sure we can get away with it.”
“It will be fine,” Borislava said, her voice wavering. “Now that I am awake, I will take care of anything that tries to stop us.”
“Like you took care of Johnny Peashot?” Amadee teased.
“He got lucky,” Borislava barked. “Caught me by surprise. He was invisible in that tall bush.”
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