"At a time like this, cut the drama. A little glass cut won't kill you, and it's better than going up in flames with the car."

Quintessa didn't care about the possibility of being cut by the glass. Seeing the flames leaping from the front of the car, she yelled, "No time for chit-chat, the car's on fire!"

Tyrone and Alexander each grabbed one of Quintessa's arms, and pulled her out with force.

As Quintessa slid over the hood of the car, she felt a searing pain, as if her skin could get scorched in an instant.

She gritted her teeth, and finally, her feet hit the ground.

"Let's move." Tyrone pulled her and they started running.

They hadn't made it two steps when a loud bang echoed from behind them-the car exploded, sending a blast of heat their way. Tyrone and Alexander shielded Quintessa beneath them. Reuben and Manny were the closest to them at the moment. They too felt the heatwave but weren't harmed.

Reuben paused for a second, then shouted, "Call an ambulance, quick."

As the two ran towards Quintessa and the others to help them up, the car exploded again.

pinned down low, her face pressing against the asphalt road; the small protruding stones made her face ache,

so clear that she

the car had stopped exploding, Tyrone lifted his head. He

Tyrone checked Quintessa's arms and legs; spotting several cuts likely from the glass, and finding her face show signs of

saying, "If

snorted, "Yeah, not

injury, but they didn't escape cuts and bruises. The explosion had sent glass shards flying, many of which were now embedded in

acted tough. Tyrone's white shirt was

wounds on

had her

ambulance should

soon. Let's go to the

need to get those wounds

eyebrow,

back at the still-burning car, "Now's not the time for

you

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