Whumpee was tired, exhaustion hummed deep in their veins and their eyes felt weighed down by boulders. But they couldn't stop, they pushed past the exhaustion and didn't let their arms drop.
Whumpee didn't want to think about what would happen if they failed, if their power gave out and the shield they held high above them and the others, would shatter.
But it was so heavy. Their arms have gone numb with pain, their shoulders still stubbornly screaming with every breath. Whumpee couldn't focus past keeping the shield in place and their pulse thumping against their temples.
Voices filtered in and out but nothing was understandable. They hardly felt when their legs collapsed beneath them driving them to their knees.
More debris tumbled down from the collapsing building and slammed against the shield. Whumpee screamed in pain and their hold faltered for a moment as the weight settled onto their shoulder, the sound of other screams filled their ears as they felt the shield crack. Whumpee screamed again as they forced the crack in the shield to fade.
They wouldn't be able to hold for much longer, they could feel their power slipping through their fingers like water and it was getting harder and harder to hold it all together.
They couldn't hold back a scream filled with tears as the building around them shook and more debris fell, the shield around them shrunk and the group trapped with Whumpee pressed against them even more. They couldn't breath anymore, the pressure of the building on their shield settling over their chest.
Whumpee was tired. They couldn't hold for much longer, they had to do something. They curled forward on their knees, folding in on themselves even as their arms remained held above them. With every thing they had left Whumpee released one last scream and shoved.
As their vision faded and they felt their life drip past their fingers, Whumpee saw debris launch away, and their last thought was a hope that they saved everyone.
