3rd person's pov
The hole the two mates were currently dangling over appeared bottomless. It was like an endless void of darkness and immense fear wracked through labyrinth as he clutched his mate's hand tightly. His grip on Blaze's stone turned hand was a little slippery and fear clutched at his throat.
Blaze was clearly in so much pain and he was panting with the strain on his entire body right now, because he was using all of his strength to hold his mate up. But he'd never let go of his mate, no matter what. He was gripping a strong pole with his other hand and he tried using that same hand to climb out of the hole, while his hold on his mate was still tight and firm, but he realized that he couldn't.
He let out a groan as pain suddenly began to rush through the hand he was using to hold his mate, and at the same time, the pain rushed through the hand wrapped around the pole.
