crisis averted...?

The bearded cultist turns toward Ísja. Num is still slumped forward slightly.
BEARDED CULTIST: He was fine a few moments ago, he can't actually–
LANI: DON'T JUST STAND THERE!
The cultists all turn to look at Lani. Her brow is furrowed.
LANI: Something's clearly wrong! Let him through!
The cultists holding Ísja back glance down at him. Ísja is crying. Then, suddenly, they let him go.
RIGHT CULTIST: Go on.
Ísja sprints toward Num and collides into him with a THUNK. He leans onto and stares at him, eyes still teary.
ÍSJA (SHAKILY): You're okay. You're okay.
Light slowly returns to Num's eyes. Then, he shuts his eyes and attempts to take a breath.
crisis averted...?
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