Summer Thorne felt almost nothing.
The explosion behind her had been too sudden, deafening.
A sharp ringing was the only thing in her ears. The scent of gunpowder from the explosion filled her nose. In a daze, her body was suddenly spun around.
She had been looking back at the sparks from the explosion. After being turned around, those sparks flashed before her eyes for another instant.
Then, her vision went completely dark.
Someone was using their back to shield her from the residual heat of the blast, protecting her from the danger of a potential secondary explosion.
Unable to see, hear, or smell, Summer Thorne could only rely on her sense of touch.
She raised her hand and felt a broad back.
Without the help of her other senses, many things were unclear.
But in that moment, Summer Thorne knew with absolute clarity who was holding her, protecting her.
Yet she only felt confused and dazed.
