Third-Person Narrative
After Israel had won her battle against the gang members. She succumbed to her injuries and fainted.
"Israel!" Blake called and sprinted over to her. Picking her up in bridal style, he assessed the damage to her injuries.
Subsequently, he gave the members Israel contact information. Then walked over to her car, where he gently lay her in the backseat. Jogging over to the driver's seat, he wasted no time getting in and started the car.
"Hold on Izzy, we'll be there in a couple of minutes. I promise I won't let any harm come to you." He muttered as he speeds down the road.
Taking out his phone, he dialed his gang doctor. "Dr. More, I need you and your team in the infirmary, soon as possible. I'm fifteen minutes out."
He then tossed his phone in the passenger seat,
I should have stopped her, I shouldn't encourage her to do the recklessly.
