Cross took most of the blows, and launched with a final Mach Punch straight to Cairo's chest. The blow, and the damage from before, cause Cross to lose his balance and fall on his back. He felt his conscience slip, and winced in pain. He knew he would faint any second, but managed to say softly, "W-We'll rest...here..."
His pride took over, and he force himself to his feet. He was shaky. He realized this was useless.
"Come on Cairo, we have to stop this for now, we gotta get going, we have to be there by tomorrow, and it's still a while away. Once we get there, I promise I'll beat you up there!"