"Good idea," he answers, letting himself be pulled up, his legs thankfully holding him once he's on them again. His breathing is hot and heavy underneath the mask, and he reaches up to pull it off again, his face damp.
"Hold on, just..."
He leans a little on the shorter man, concentrating hard. A moment later another tear opens up in front of them, showing the inside of a mostly empty warehouse.
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"Hold on, just..."
He leans a little on the shorter man, concentrating hard. A moment later another tear opens up in front of them, showing the inside of a mostly empty warehouse.