Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 411 Dangerous

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“Move aside!” The rescue team behind us surged forward, their tools and machinery ready for action.

I yanked Yura out of the way, while the bodyguards lent their strength to assist the team.

“Hurry, please, hurry!” Yura’s voice shook with panic. Her grip on reality was slipping, and every second felt like a lifetime.

The sky darkened. Night was almost here.

“Yu, we’re doing everything we can. We’ll find him,” Ryan, who had been quietly supporting Yura, finally spoke, his voice steady.

Shovels and machinery worked together, clearing away debris from the collapsed building.

Then, a small patch of black, short hair appeared from beneath the rubble.

It was a man.

“Timothy! It’s Timothy!” Yura’s heart raced. She fixated on the debris, a mixture of hope and desperation threatening to tear her apart. She screamed his name.

“We’ve found him! Keep going!” one of the rescue team members shouted, urgency in his voice.

Before anyone could respond, the ground shook violently. Aftershock.

The world spun. I pulled Yura to me, struggling to stay upright.

The tremor hit so hard and fast that several team members lost their footing, their shovels clattering to the ground.

crash of stone and brick.

collapsed again, burying the man under the

more.

was enough. The building had crumbled entirely. The new fallen

cracked, full of

poured down her face as

back, my grip

lives here!” the leader bellowed, and his teammates went to work as

on, Yura. He’s going to be fine,” I whispered, trying

werewolf team members scrambled to lift the fallen wall with

Yura’s eyes with my hands, not wanting her to witness more. Then, the

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man who had been buried beneath the rubble for what

any longer. She shoved past me, her gaze fixed on the man being

Timothy. I let out

him. Timothy was

didn’t look like the man she had once known. His clothes were torn and ruined, dust coating his face and arms. His skin was pale, lips cracked, and his right leg… it was

was unconscious, limp on

Tears poured down her face, but

stretcher, and together, they carefully transferred Timothy onto it, lifting him into the waiting ambulance.

skin as she whispered, “Timothy, you’ll be fine… you can’t be hurt

keep quiet anymore. “Doctor, how is he?” I asked, my

the looks of it, Timothy’s injuries were serious–his leg in

the building collapsed, a large stone pinned his leg, and the aftershocks made things worse. It’s a miracle

exhaled sharply. “As for his leg … the wound is deep. The stone crushed his muscles and nerves. After being trapped this long, the only option is amputation. If we

My stomach dropped.