Luci hissed under his breath. Emma was not in good shape. The damage to her head was severe. Enough that he was afraid she would need help from Bel, but Bel… He darted a look around to see Bel falling forward from the black ooze. Bel’s face was incredibly pale, dark circles remained under his eyes, and he looked as though he had lost weight. Luci’s gaze bounced back and forth between Emma and Bel. Both needed his help, but who first? Bel wasn’t going to catch himself, of that Luci was sure. He raced across the room, slipping through the slime, just in time to slide under Bel’s nearly unconscious body before it could hit the concrete flooring. Luci groaned. Bel might look ill and thin, but he wasn’t exactly light. Luci pushed at Bel, trying to get him to wake up and move over. B
