Without a word, the brothers rushed to Reggie's side, their palms clenched tightly as they began to pour their blood onto Blake's grievous wound, their faces contorted with determination.
As Reggie finally succumbed to unconsciousness, his body slumping to the ground, Randal's eyes widened in alarm. With urgency in his voice, he screamed at Nana to help them pull Reggie away from the punishing rays of sunlight.
Nana sprang into action, her heart pounding with fear as she rushed to Reggie's side. With trembling hands, she grasped his limp form and, with Randal's assistance, dragged him towards the shelter of the cave's shadows, her muscles straining with the effort.
Together, they managed to pull Reggie to safety, laying him gently on the cool cave floor as they tended to his charred and battered form. Sweat dripped down Nana's brow as she looked upon the three brothers.
