The Moment of Discovery
After crawling through the claustrophobic tunnel of debris, the light from Satria's helmet finally illuminated two figures pinned beneath the wreckage.
"Satria!" Alya's eyes brightened in the darkness. An overwhelming wave of relief, mixed with exhaustion, radiated from her face.
Satria did not waste a second. "Let go now." He immediately crouched, moving into position to take over the support that Alya had been maintaining. With a soldier's strength, he replaced her, holding up the weight of the heavy concrete beam.
Alya pulled her bleeding hand away. "We must save this woman first. I have already provided first aid for her head injury."
Satria nodded. His focus was divided between maintaining the balance of the debris and formulating an evacuation strategy. He pushed the beam slightly, shifting it to the right to increase their range of motion.
