Newt's PoV
Everything went well until we hit on enemies. There were eight of them, but only four of us. For a short moment we only stared at each other and then all hell broke loose. We shot spells at each other, some hitting their target, some missing (we already found all of our wands, they were hidden in a secret room).
I could barely dodge a spell that was coming my way. I jumped to the side, but lost my balance and fell to the floor. I gasped in pain. One time Grindelwald came in and just kicked me over and over again. He was furious about something and he obviously let that anger out at me. Due to that I now had some cracked ribs and I think one is even broken. But I didn't tell the others that. They already worried too much.
And now I had landed directly on my sore side. The pain was overwhelming. Black dots appeared in my vision and soon after I blacked out.
Tina's PoV
I shot spell after spell in the enemies' direction. I didn't even care if they hit. I could only think and worry about Newt. I knew he was in a bad condition and thus could not fight very well. I caught myself glancing in his direction now and then to make sure he was ok.
I was about to take down one of the attacking wizards but was distracted by a pain-filled gasp coming from behind me. I turned around and saw Newt lying on the floor. His face was twisted in pain and he was holding his right side. Then he went limb.
I was so distracted by this that I didn't notice the wizard that was slowly sneaking my way. But as I did it was already too late. The wizard shot a painful spell at me and I went down screaming, clutching my left shoulder. As I drew my hand back, it was coated in red with my blood. But I refused to let myself be taken down by a little injury such as this.
With a little difficulty due to me not being able to use my left hand I stood up, surprising the wizard who took me down, clearly not expecting this. I jumped at him and punched him in the face effectively knocking him out.
I looked around seeing how the others were doing. There were two other supporters of Grindelwald down. Three down, five to go. I didn't think we could actually make it. I allowed a small smile to creep up my lips. But then I remembered Newt. As fast as I can I ran to the fallen wizard. I knelt beside him and searched for a pulse.
Please be alive. Please be alive. This thought went through my head again and again like a mantra. I let out the breath I didn't even notice I was holding when I found a pulse. It was weak, but it was there. We have to bring him to a hospital ASAP I thought to myself, before he dies.
