But Arlo was above, and he was her only chance for rescue. If she didn't make an effort, she would really die in this ravine.
Finally, she stood up, leaning against the muddy soil and rocks of the landslide, standing in the pouring rain, responding with all her might to the shouts coming from above.
"Arlo... Arlo Seys! I'm here! Cough, cough... Arlo Seys..."
She tilted her head up and shouted upwards, but rainwater choked her throat, causing her to cough violently, her voice somewhat hoarse and weak.
Ariel Morris wiped the rain off her face, her eyes urgent and red, "Arlo Seys! ...Arlo...! Arlo..."
Above, Arlo Seys was anxiously searching for Ariel Morris when he seemed to hear her faint response. He walked towards the steep slope and looked down.
At this moment, Ariel Morris below had no energy left to call for help. She slid down and sat slowly, biting her lips anxiously, sobbing. The pain in her legs was nothing compared to the ache in her heart.
