Next to the enormous flames, there was Flossie Wright adding wet wood to the side, Nancy Phillips lying on the ground, and Jessie Grain crouching beside her, feeding her water.
Three people.
They were all participants in this assessment.
Aboard the helicopter, Franklin Cody, standing by the door, clearly saw the situation below and furrowed his brows tightly.
"Land."
Franklin Cody looked towards the pilot and spoke coldly.
On the riverbank, there was a large clearing, spacious enough for the pilot to land.
Understanding, the pilot didn't hesitate and quickly maneuvered the helicopter to descend.
At that moment, Flossie Wright, who had already seen them coming, placed the remainder of the wet wood on the fire, immediately extinguishing the flames.
"Hand her over to me."
Jessie Grain had just finished giving water and heard an icy voice.
Looking up, before she could get a clear view, she saw a figure approach and bend down to scoop up Nancy Phillips in a fireman's carry.