Third Person's POV
The uninjured few were already exhausted. They gritted their teeth, almost biting through their gums, and managed to drag them up by a measly three meters.
Caldwell made it up smoothly, but Tommy and Klein weren't about to leave.
They stayed on guard, ready to help if the rope slipped.
But there was the rub: the folks above couldn't haul them up, and the ones below had nowhere to foothold. Plus, Marsh was out cold, his head lolling back, worsening his injuries.
Eugene was frantic. He looked around for any vines to splice together, hoping to use the tree trunk for leverage.
But the vines here were thin as a hair, useless for the task.
The situation was critical. He ignored the pain in his back and clung to Marsh's waist with all his might.
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