Jessica was grabbing players by the arms and dragging them out of the way, but they were moving too slowly – Josh had to do something, anything... His eye fell on the concrete block. He gasped in a breath and leaped up, planting one foot on the block and using it to launch himself higher into the air. He brought up his foot as he flew, spinning at the last second and thrusting a flying kick at the drill. If he missed, it was all over. The world seemed to slow down, and then he landed a kick on the side of the drill handle and it spun away, thudding harmlessly into the mud a couple of metres from the players. Josh hit the ground next to it and skidded. He looked up to find Jessica and the players arranged in a circle around him, gazing down at Josh in amazement. Karl Clarke helped him to his feet. “That was incredible,” Clarke said. “You just saved our lives!” Josh swallowed hard, then grinned as everyone swarmed forward to shake his hand.
