Kuroki just couldn't stand it, the noises he'd made- unthinkable. There were children present and even then Kuroki knew it would have been a slow, agonising way to go, he knew it had been a mercy to push him into the pit but fuck, it didn't feel good. He reeked of singed fur, his skin ached with the heat, had touched him for the barest moments and that had been enough to burn. Though not quite as badly as many of the others here.
No one had a clue about what to do, and could you blame them? Fuck, Oki was just as lost as every one else- they wanted to use the bolder? Block off the hole, was worth a shot.
Kuroki charged forward and shoulder checked the bolder hard, put his whole weight into the shove and gave it all he had. It fucking hurt, the whole impact had his bones thrumming with the impact, nerves fraying, made him want to recoil, but he doubled down. Cause what choice did they have?
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