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Ciaran pulled Lorcan out of the shooting range. “Your combat skills need much improvement, Lorcan. You should have turned sideways.”
Lorcan’s eyes started to close, and he wasn’t saying anything.
Ciaran shook Lorcan’s shoulders. “I’m going to pull the arrows out, and it’s going to hurt, but you can’t pass out until I say so. Got it?”
Hearing the commotion, Roy, Mori, and Orla darted toward them.
“Stay away! There might be more traps!” Ciaran warned, but they ignored him and kept approaching.
Orla said nothing, but she couldn’t help a couple of tears ran down her face. “Open your eyes and look at me, Lorcan,” Ciaran said. “I know you have to pass out so your body can start the healing process, but for it to begin, I have to pull the arrows out. I want to make sure pulling the arrow
