Sara knew this was the league but what didn’t make sense was why they’d come for her. Malcolm had to have know they’d used the pit on her, why would he send people to kill her now? Was this a calling card to come back to the league where her legion had been signed in blood. Whatever the case was she needed to make sure that Cisco would be safe.
His eyes were beginning to burn, but still he kept fighting to keep them open. Cisco slowly felt a tingling sensation in his fingers and that sensation slowly made its way up his arms. He shook his arms out, bending his fingers and clapping to be sure all the motor functions were still there. He tried sitting up, but he still couldn’t feel anything from the waist down. He pulled himself into the shadows where neither Sara nor the people she was fighting might see him. As he sat there, he leaned against the building and watched in awe.
Cisco backup 