Luck

To Quinn's surprise, I easily pulled her out of that 3-foot hole and brought her to where Jennifer and I were standing, and right as I gave us more space by emptying my Maxim 9 on every forehead I saw, I quickly checked not just to the future mother of my child but also my friend and comrade.

"I SAID I'M FINE! CHECK JENNIFER! SHE'S THE ONE WHO LANDED ON THEIR HEADS! THAT'S WHY I PUSHED HER OFF!"

Jennifer shouted back, "YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE PUSHED ME!"

"SAY WHAT?! I JUST SAVED YOU!"

"I COULD'VE JUST STOMPED ON THEIR HEADS! WE'RE HEAVY ENOUGH TO COLLAPSE CONCRETE! IT WOULD'VE TAKEN THREE STOMPS! I ALMOST GOT BIT WHEN YOU PUSHED ME TO FIVE MORE OF THEM!"

"I-I— I DIDN'T THINK STRAIGHT! SORRY!"

"YOU— F-FINE, fine… you owe me a fucking beer…"

"S-Sure…"

Tatiana shouted from the side, "A little more help?!"

I shouted loud enough for her to hear, "We're retreating for the moment—"