The tunnels were dying.
Cracks spider-webbed across walls and ceiling, chunks of stone raining down as Morgana's magic, the foundation that had held this mountain stronghold together for decades dissolved into nothing. Dust choked the air, making every breath a struggle.
"Keep moving!" Kendrick shouted, his voice raw. He'd shifted back to human form to help carry Daniel, whose wounds had reopened during the battle.
Ashina stumbled, her vision blurring. The expenditure of Mira's power, combined with the head wound and pregnancy, was catching up to her. Her legs felt like lead, each step requiring conscious effort.
'Just a little further,' she told herself. 'Get everyone out. Then you can collapse.'
Through the bond, she felt Kendrick's awareness of her deteriorating condition, felt his desperate need to help her warring with his duty to help the others.
'I'm okay,' she sent, though they both knew it was a lie. 'Focus on Daniel.'
