The post kept rolling along its track, already past the hatch but still spanning the opening. Ty's hand dropped from Tovan's stretcher and caught the sponsor worker's ankle before he could reach the shutter.
The worker froze with his leg raised. Fenn's keg hook held the shutter above them, its curve spreading in the notch. Omina pinned Erebos's burned wrist to the restraint rail with her green bar while Yun-Jin kept the violet thread taut across his shoulder.
"I can stop the post if you get that hand off my ankle."
JJ crouched beside the bone hand. Her injured thumb stayed folded into her palm. She showed the hand her open fingers, then pointed to the service pedal.
"If you're listening, let go of his ankle. He needs that foot on the pedal."
