“Max!" I cry out again and shove Axel out of the way but mostly I shove him so he doesn't see as I whip my hand in Max's direction. I catch him before he hits the ground and carefully lower him down. He is out cold and would have badly hurt himself if I hadn't used my magic. That is how I rationalize the use of magic.
“Oh s**t," I hear Axel mutter as he sees what he did. I kneel next to Max and hear footsteps picking up the pace as they retreat away from us. Axel abandons us.
“Max," I say and pat his cheek lightly. “Hey, wake up, Max." I try to shake his shoulders and then a little more firmly, smack his face again.
Before I can get him to wake up, a shadow approaches us. I look up in fright. There is no person connected to the shadow. “What the-?" I start but mid-sentence, I am hit b
