WILL
There isn't a part of my body that is not throbbing or aching. I dislocated my arm too, I don't know when or how it happened. I grit my teeth and push it back into place, then I check on my wife.
She fainted somewhere along the way, which is to be expected. I'm disoriented too, after rolling down a high cliff with the added shock of the blast. Just because we were expecting it doesn't erase the impact on our bodies. Thankfully, she isn't injured aside from a few scratches on her back, which don't look so bad.
I haul us up and lug my feet towards the lake where we might have ended up if we chose to jump instead of roll—but I was not going to risk what might have happened if we jumped off the wrong angle.
There's a boat already waiting, which Nico put there for us. I'm surprised he didn't lie and leave us stranded below the cliff with no way to get anywhere but swim across the lake.
