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Rocks tumbled and fell, crashing into the cyclone of water below, the stone jaguar and its controller disappearing beneath the surface, never to be seen again. And left gripping the crumbling edge was a raven haired young man, holding on for dear life. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead as Tulio's hand began to slip. And just as he let go two strong thick hands reached down and snatched his wrists, catching him just in time. Tulio felt himself be lifted easily up onto the platform. He looked into the smiling face of Chief Tani and couldn't help smiling back, relief flooding through his system. Everyone thanked him for the service that he had provided and for but a second he forgot about Miguel or Chel. But among the many voices he missed the one most important, the one that was always there to laugh with him after a close call.
"Where's Miguel?" He asked, a firm look set in his deep blue eyes. The Eldoradian Chief's smile fell immediately and his true feelings of seriousness and sadness surfaced. Tulio knew the situation was serious.
Tulio followed the chieftain to a reasonable sized building near the main square. There seemed nothing special about it, beside it being made of pure gold. But upon entering he recognised it as a kind of hospital. Chief Tani led Tulio through a series of halls until they arrived outside a curtained door. Tulio looked uncertainly at the large man beside him. Chief Tani nodded and Tulio parted the blue silks as he slid inside.
The room was quiet and incredibly clean, a few plants not yet bloomed all that was adorning it. In the dead centre of the room was a small bed, occupied by the body of a man who lay, barely breathing, under crisp white sheets. A small chair situated next to the bed called out to him and the raven haired Spaniard sat down quietly, his eyes never leaving the unconscious blonde. He sat there for what felt like years doing nothing but stare at his team-mate. His deep blue eyes took in everything from the suddenly not so tan skin to the blonde hair. Actually now that Tulio thought about it, his hair was more of a gold colour than anything else. Yes, it was most definitely more like the fine, rich colour satiated with pure 24 karat gold.
Tulio was roused from his musings as the leader of Eldorado came up beside him. "Will he be alright?" Tulio whispered as Chief Tani came up beside him. A look of torment crossed the large man's face. "We can't know. His injuries were serious and many. Broken bones, a wound to the head, we'd be lucky if he got away with no more than a concussion even after all we have done to treat him."
Tulio remained silent and the chief continued.
"If we are lucky he could wake up within a week or two. But there are so many things that could go wrong. He might lose his memory. He might remain go into a coma for years or forever, remaining a vegetable. But there is still a chance…he could die."
Tulio looked up in shock, tears spilling from his wide, fearful eyes. The chief regretted saying anything. "I'm sorry Lord Tulio but there is nothing we can do except wait. If only it hadn't been for that accursed Tzekelkan!"
"No…" Tulio whispered. "It was my fault." Chief Tani looked at him, confusion written clearly across his olive face. The willowy raven sighed. "Me and Miguel…We're not Gods."