The tape on his hand was burned by the fire, sizzling against Mark Reed's skin.
He clenched his teeth, not letting out a single sound, nor did he let Valentine Teller know about his pain.
"Valentine, be careful..."
The fire climbed up the wall and burned the beams; the beams creaked twice before suddenly crashing down. Mark yelled and kicked forward, shielding Valentine with his body, and the falling beam landed squarely on his leg.
"Hiss..." Mark endured the pain to kick the beam away, tightly protecting Valentine in front of him.
The tape on his body showed signs of loosening due to the high temperature. With effort, he broke the tape on his leg, though his hands remained tightly bound. Mark struggled to stand up.
Valentine shouted anxiously, "You're still on fire! Quick, put it out!"
"Hiss!" Mark rubbed the fire out against the mud wall.
The fire grew more intense, forcing Valentine and Mark to the brink. If the fire continued, both would perish in the flames.
