My Model (BL)
Pain flared, but she ignored it, focusing on the next strike.
Valerian moved behind Lazarus, pinning him briefly. “End this,” he muttered to Sang-woo, voice low, tense.
With a final coordinated effort, the team incapacitated Lazarus. He lay on the floor, seething but restrained. Sweat and blood covered the five of them, the reality of their survival sinking in.
Yoon-min fell into Soo-ah’s arms, tears streaming. “I knew… I knew you’d come.”
Soo-ah held him tightly, her own tears mingling with his. “We’ll get through this. Together.”