"Y- you are going to die like this at this rate Liam!" Ava grunted. She was not grunting on purpose. Her hand was tired near her into each other.
Her eyes were pinched closed; her teeth were clenched together with each other fro up and below her hand was trembling the way she was holding them near her.
She was bent from her knees and her waist, she was down on fours.
"I will not be able to hold it more! Use the freaking skills of your!" Ava shouted.
Liam opened his eyes and to his surprise, he was now on the way to go down in the hot boiling lave which would have just made his omelet the time he goes down but this time was not the case.
"W- what is that Ava?" Liam wondered.
"You are going to fall down fool! Do something, you idiot!" Ava shouted at the top of her lungs she would. Her voice was coming like someone was pressuring her not to speak and still, she was forced to speak.
