Chapter 598 The Beginning Of The End's Battle 8

As he neared one of the earth-type awakened ability users, he swiftly handed over the dying warrior. 

"Take him up! Get him to safety!" Vulture commanded, his voice resolute as he carefully handed the limp body of the injured warrior to his comrade. 

The wounded man coughed up another mouthful of blood, his grip weak but desperate as he clutched Vulture's arm with the last of his strength.

"Captain... don't... go... it's dangerous..." he rasped, his voice barely audible over the chaos. Each word seemed to take everything he had. 

The gaping wound in his stomach remained wide open, but the frost encasing the edges had stemmed the bleeding.

The chilling cold from the ice seemed to seep deeper into his body, his limbs trembling uncontrollably as his teeth began to chatter.

Despite his efforts to suppress it, he could feel his life slipping away with every passing moment.