I saw the darkness speeding toward us as we fell. At the last second, Dash grabbed me and made sure I landed on top of him. We hit the floor with a loud grunt.
"Everybody okay?" Oliver asked. He laid near Nicolette who had practically landed atop Kyler. He crawled toward us, a gash over his right eye. Blood oozed momentarily but stopped when he passed his hand across his face. The gash didn't completely close, but he had obviously helped himself.
"f**k," Dash cried out when he tried to move. He grabbed his shoulder and shrieked loudly, wincing in pain. He'd be worthless in a fight.
"You didn't have to do that!" I grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it over his head. "I think it's out of place."
"No s**t!"
Braeden crawled to us. "You can fix it with my elements."
"Are you sure
