Things finally clicked in Roland's head. This was not good.
He was at Blaze's side in a flash. He knelt and began lifting the big man onto his shoulders. After a few awkward attempts he managed a shaky standing position, with Blaze draped over his back.
Roland turned to Charger, who was struggling out of his cage and trying not to burn himself. "Charger. Burns will heal. I suggest you get out of that cage as quickly as possible. Pseok doesn't appear able to sustain himself much longer, and while he might survive if this tent burns down, we certainly won't."
With this, Roland began to hobble towards the exit, Blaze on his back.
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Streak rubbed her forehead. "... no. Something doesn't feel right. I'm getting a feeling ... a bad one. We need to go back."
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Dave was satisfied. Now able to write his own posts, he could send Streak in to save Blaze and the others. Who ever said a duex en machina was bad?
Dave heard a door open behind him, but didn't register it ...
until Fisher's hand clamped down on his shoulder.
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