Vanya's POV
I quickly shielded Cliff, but I could feel his arms wrap tightly around me, pulling me into his chest.
After the heatwave passed, I was briefly deafened, and Cliff, who had been pressing me down, lost consciousness and collapsed on top of me.
I froze. "Cliff? Cliff!"
I urgently cupped his face with my hands. "Wake up! Cliff!"
Struggling, I fished his phone out of his pocket and, with my fading strength, dialed the emergency number. Then, my consciousness blurred, and I passed out.
The next day, I groggily opened my eyes to see Elliot bustling around. My voice was hoarse as I asked, "Where's Cliff?"
I couldn't see Elliot's reaction clearly, but he quickly said, "Luna Vanya, do you need some water?"
I shook my head. "Where's Cliff... where is he?"
"Alpha Cliff..." Elliot hesitated. "Alpha Cliff is badly injured. He's in the intensive care unit right now."
Hearing this, I tried to sit up, but Elliot quick
