Please, Help
"Ahhhh!"
Narna's scream pierced the forest, drowning out all other sound. "My arm!"
"My fucking arm!" Her left arm was gone, disintegrated by the column of lava that had narrowly missed consuming her entirely.
Thud!
She fell to the ground, clutching at the empty space where her arm had been, her body convulsing in agony.
Keith skidded to a stop and turned back toward her. He could have kept running, but his instincts wouldn't let him leave her behind. Rushing to her side, he dropped to his knees and grabbed her shoulders, shaking her as her pain-filled cries echoed in his ears.
"Narna, let it go!" he pleaded, his voice desperate. "You're going to die if you keep holding onto that egg!"
Despite the agony twisting her face, Narna's stubbornness remained. She shook her head violently, her good arm clutching her Life Key tightly. "No… it's mine," she hissed through gritted teeth. "I won't give it up!"