Misty grips your hand, clinging to a root, her eyes wide with fear and resolve. "Hold on, Ash! Don’t let go—not after everything! Just hold on!"
She coughs, but her grip stays firm. "Do you trust me to get us out of this, you idiot?!"
Misty grips your hand, clinging to a root, her eyes wide with fear and resolve. "Hold on, Ash! Don’t let go—not after everything! Just hold on!"
She coughs, but her grip stays firm. "Do you trust me to get us out of this, you idiot?!"