“Fuck,” Darius grunted, slumping forward as he gave everything he had. “Don’t give up,” I pleaded. “Not for the world,” he swore. A groan sounded and my whole chest nearly burst with relief. “He’s alive,” I gasped, the light dimming so I could see him beyond it. “Holy shit, it worked,” Seth rasped and the three of us removed our hands at once.
