Elena’s arms are too tired. She swings once, twice, manages briefly to hook her foot around a tree branch, but it isn’t enough. Her left hand slides off and she screams despite herself and her training, holding on for dear life despite her training. Her eyes are wide, full of panic.
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Elena’s arms are too tired. She swings once, twice, manages briefly to hook her foot around a tree branch, but it isn’t enough. Her left hand slides off and she screams despite herself and her training, holding on for dear life despite her training. Her eyes are wide, full of panic.
“Reno, please!”