Kelly
For a brief second, I was once again struck by his raw power, by the sight of his muscles straining, veins standing out across his forearms. But there was no time to dwell on it.
I turned sharply toward the guards, who were still frozen in shock, watching everything go down.
“One of you, please take him to a room now!” I shouted. “And call an ambulance immediately!”
“Yes, Luna!” One of them answered, his voice trembling.
Two guards hurried forward, lifting Paul’s limp body from the ground. He barely stirred, his head rolling weakly against one of their arms. His breathing sounded wet, ragged and shallow like every inhale was a battle.
As they carried him out of the dungeon, I spun around and sprinted toward the storeroom, heart hammering violently. I needed my medical kit— IV f
