"The domain is… unstable," Arachne confirmed, and her voice was barely a whisper. She pushed herself off the pillar, swaying a bit. "His connection… it was really badly damaged by him forcing all those portals, and by… the Lock." When she looked at Scarlet, her eyes were full of this deep, almost primal fear. "We need to stabilize him. Fast. If his core completely fails, the domain will collapse. And we'll go with it."
Meg was already kneeling next to Fin, her hands just hovering over him, and tears were streaming down her face. "What do we do? He's barely breathing! And he's so cold!"
Scarlet gritted her teeth against the awful pain in her arm. "Arachne, you're the magic expert here. What's the plan?"
