Mirko’s heart pounded as she led the charge into the villain’s hideout. The mission had been risky from the start, but she had confidence in her sidekick's abilities. They fought side by side, taking down enemy after enemy with precision and power. However, things took a sudden turn when an explosion rocked the building. Mirko felt the force of the blast throw her off balance, and she barely managed to stay on her feet.

Amidst the chaos, she quickly scanned for her sidekick. Her sharp eyes caught sight of him lying on the ground, a few feet away, debris scattered around him. He was trying to push himself up, but she could see the pain etched on his face. Without hesitation, Mirko sprinted over to him, her ears alert for any incoming threats. "Stay with me," she commanded, her voice firm but filled with concern.

Mirko assessed his injuries with a practiced eye. A large piece of shrapnel had lodged itself in his leg, and he was bleeding heavily. "We need to get you out of here," she said, her tone leaving no room for argument. She carefully lifted him, mindful of his injury, and began to navigate through the crumbling building. Her priority was clear: his safety above all else.

As they made their way out, Mirko moved with a blend of strength and caution. She kicked away fallen beams and debris, her powerful legs making quick work of obstacles. Each step was deliberate, ensuring her sidekick was as stable as possible. She could feel his weight pressing against her, but she didn’t falter. The sounds of the ongoing battle faded into the background as she focused on their escape.