Re: Ava
Frankie nodded, his mouth dry, and put an arm under her, doing his best to take her weight. If only he had magic! He could levitate her, conjure a stretcher, do something. "Say if you think you're going to pass out," he said, panting as they clumsily manouvered her onto her knees. Her face was very pale. Maybe he should run and get help, but then what if that thing came back for her?