CHAPTER FOUR
Bolt gasped for breath. The giant branch which had fallen on his legs had to weigh a ton and he wasn’t sure if his legs had been broken or not. All he knew was that pain in his legs was shooting up into his brain, which he supposed was sign his legs still worked, but that was hardly reassuring. He heard the little girl screaming her head off, while the roar of the flames grew louder and louder with each passing second. The smoke was becoming thicker as well, making his eyes water and making it harder for him to breathe.
Gotta get up, Bolt thought, putting his hands on the ground. The longer I lay here, the more likely that both of us will die. The others won’t be able to save either of us.
Bolt pushed his hands against the ground, but the tree branch was so heavy that even
