Adrian cleared the path, making it difficult for the monsters on both sides to harm Phillip.

The boy was now halfway there. Just a little more and he would reach the truck.

However, his mother ultimately proved too heavy for him and he fell to the ground. He tried to get up several times, but it was impossible for a fourteen-year-old boy to handle a fifty-kilogram load on his back.

"L-Leave me, Phil. Just go…" Winry, having regained consciousness, said weakly.

Phillip shed tears and cried, "I won't leave you, Mom. I'll get you out of here and get you the treatment you need."

"Y-You silly boy. I-I'm only holding you back. Just put me down." Winry did not want to be a hindrance to her son. Her only hope was to see Phillip survive.

Women may seem fragile, but they were incredibly strong whenever it came to their children. In this case, Winry was as strong a mother as Samantha.

Phillip refused to put his mother down and kept trying to get up. He attempted to do so several times but