BLACK RAIN AND DARK SKY (36)

"How can I get out of here?" Haco looked around him, he was having a headache. 

"You can protect us, Haco, I am sure you can do something to get us out of here by using your magic." Joel groaned when the pain on his shoulders were almost unbearable. 

"Magic?" Haco stared at his hands. "I am a magic user?"

"Yes, yes, you are Haco." Joel was sure, his right shoulder was dislocated because he covered Aliana's body with his when they fell down. "Haco, listen to me, you need to concentrate. You need to get us out of here, or else, all of us will die, including you."

Haco frowned even deeper. "But, how?" He hit his head, trying to think, but there was nothing coming to his mind. Seeing that, Joel asked him to stop hurting himself. "Why don't you the one, who looked for a way out of here?"