Crouching next to her, Arin did his best to look sympathetic. “It’s all right,” he said softly. “You’re going to be just fine. We’ll get you out of here.”
He removed his vest – light armour wouldn’t do him that much good anyway – lifted the hem of his t-shirt and ripped off a strip of fabric. He quickly tied that around the young woman’s leg, wrapping it tight to stem the flow of blood. Then he slung her arm around his neck and lifted her off the ground. The poor child groaned as he did so.
Turning his back on the enemy – they were too far off for him to track with spatial awareness – he ran deeper into the woods. He had to hop over logs and rocks, trying his best not to jostle her too much.
Past Keli’s grove and into one of the larger clearings where the shuttles had landed. He found a
