They rushed toward the doors and this time, when they reached the threshold, no barrier stopped them. The mechanisms that had rejected their entry before allowed them to pass freely now, as if the pavilion had decided its purpose was complete.
"Moon! Do you hear me?!" Selene dropped to her knees beside his unconscious body, her hands immediately moving to check for vital signs of life.
Her fingers found his neck, pressing against the pulse point.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
A strong, steady pulse vibrated against her fingers.
His chest rose suddenly as he took a deep breath, and Selene released her own held breath in a rush of relief that made her momentarily lightheaded.
"He's alive," she announced, her voice shaking slightly despite her attempt at composure. "He's just unconscious."
Her hands moved across his body, checking for wounds, broken bones, for any sign of physical injury that might explain his condition.
