Wu Xiufan watched with growing concern as Alex struggled to maintain control of the hover car. The strain on Alex's body was evident, his face pale and his movements erratic.
He knew he had to intervene, but he also knew that any sudden move could destabilize the car and lead to disaster. He had to find a way to approach Alex without causing panic.
Slowly, carefully, Wu Xiufan maneuvered his own hover car closer to Alex's. He extended a hand, offering assistance. "Let me help," he said, his voice calm and reassuring.
Alex, barely conscious, instinctively reached out and grabbed Wu Xiufan's hand. The connection, a silent understanding, passed between them. With a shared effort, they stabilized the car, bringing it under control.
As they landed the car on a small island in the middle of the lake, Alex collapsed, exhausted. Wu Xiufan gently carried him to a nearby cave, where he rested.
