Shadewood pressure point

his brows scrunched together. of course, he replied quickly—how else did this boy think he was going to get out? he nodded at the explanation given, feeling a little relieved. rotten food wasn't contagious, at least in his experience. this suffering would hopefully be over soon, and it would not spread to brook nor aditya.

taking the shallowest of breaths through his mouth, adi stepped forward, steeling himself. i'll pull you up, but you have to help, he instructed. use your legs as much as you can to climb.

he then seized the dark scruff between his jaws, and took a step backward, feeling his stomach churn and roil as the stench once more hit his nose. it would not do to vomit on the kid and further add to the mess, so he thought of anything and everything else as he pulled, hoping the young man would at least meet him halfway and this ordeal was over soon.