The Military Bastion was close and getting closer. We were now only about a half mile away. Tayler was at a jog, but losing speed quickly as her energy left her. Eventually, she almost collapsed on the ground. I went and picked her up, hoping and praying with all my heart that Tayler and Nina remained safe; Tayler was in labor and Nina was knocked out cold. Eventually I got tired of trying to hold people. But by that time, I had changed into a Barroth to more easily support them. The person was agape, but smiling, when we got there. When we arrived, I transformed and began to speak.