The weighted dummy folded in the middle and slid out of Evan's grip.
Bram caught its head before it struck the ground. Jory still held both feet, which left Evan staring at an empty stretch of sling while Kelan laughed hard enough to lose his own hold.
Nella made them put it down properly.
"That would have been a person."
"A very loose person." Kelan said.
She looked at him until he stopped laughing. Then she rolled the dummy onto its side and showed them how the sling had twisted. They had pulled the handles in different directions. More strength would only have dragged the cloth tighter beneath the injured person's ribs.
They tried again with Bram calling the lifts. Evan supported the upper body, Jory and Kelan took the lower corners, and Nella walked beside them watching the load. They made it through the practice doorway without dropping anything. At the next turn, Jory's handle struck the frame and stopped the whole group.
"Back." Bram said.
