As Salvar fell with an immense force, Silas took his weight and crashed to the ground with a loud, graceless thud. His arms locked around Salvar's body on pure instinct, caging him against his chest as they hit the dirt together.
Salvar raised his head, a proud and entirely unrepentant smile spreading across his face. He looked down at Silas, whose expression shifted from dazed confusion to sharp irritation in the span of a single breath. Silas shoved him off and sat up.
"Are you mad? Why did you jump so suddenly?" He stood and swiped at the dirt clinging to his ruined suit with quick, angry motions. Then he pulled out his phone and dialed Patrick again.
