But Beam was already getting behind the handle of his sled, readying himself to attempt to push it. He gritted his teeth, tensed his muscles, and pushed. And it didn't even budge.
Nila glanced at him with a knowing look. "I told you…" She murmured. "Just take it slow, idiot."
But Beam wasn't one to give up there. "GAH!" He bellowed, putting even more force into it, waking his injured leg up and making it bear the burden despite his body's aversion. He got another shallow stream of blood from his wound for his efforts, but the sled shifted, breaking its inertia and he continued taking quick strides, pulling it up the hill.
He noticed Nila's expression even as he pushed. He could have sworn she looked impressed, but in truth, that look was more one of apprehension as she kept glancing at his leg, half expecting it to fall off.
"So reckless," she muttered, picking up her kills and following up after him.