**Chapter 4: Backdraft Danger**

The team continued to battle the flames, their movements swift and coordinated. Marshall, still focused on putting out the fire, took another step forward, his water cannon at the ready. But as he did, the air around him seemed to shift and swirl, and a massive backdraft began to build. The flames seemed to grow higher and more intense, fueled by the oxygen and heat. "Marshall, be careful!" shouted Ryder, but his warning was too late. The fire pup was too close to the burning building, and the backdraft suddenly blew, sucking him inside with incredible force. The team watched in horror as Marshall disappeared into the inferno, his cry of alarm muffled by the sound of the roaring flames. "Marshall!" cried Ryder, his voice desperate. "No! Get back!" But Marshall was already gone, pulled into the burning building by the intense heat and flames. The team rushed to his side, but he was nowhere to be seen. The backdraft had created a massive wall of fire, blocking their view of Marshall. Skye quickly flew over to the area where Marshall had been sucked in, but she couldn't see him. The smoke and flames were too thick, and she had to fly back to avoid the intense heat. "Ryder, I couldn't see him!" Skye shouted, her voice filled with worry. "He's gone!" The team sprang into action, trying to find a way to reach Marshall. Chase and Rubble rushed to the side of the building, trying to find an opening or a way to get to him. But the flames were too intense, and the smoke was too thick. Ryder knew they had to act fast. "We need to put out the fire!" he shouted to the team. "Marshall's in trouble!" But as they tried to make their way towards the burning building, they were met with a blast of heat and flames that sent them stumbling back. The backdraft had created a massive firestorm, and it was clear that Marshall was in grave danger. "Skye, can you fly over and see if you can spot him?" Ryder asked, his eyes scanning the area for any sign of Marshall. "We need to find him, fast!" Skye nodded and flew over the burning building, her eyes scanning the area for any sign of Marshall. But as she flew over, she couldn't see him anywhere. "Ryder, I don't see him!" Skye shouted back, her voice filled with worry. "The smoke is too thick!" The team knew they had to act fast. They couldn't lose Marshall, not on New Year's Eve, not when they were so close to putting out the fire. They regrouped, trying to come up with a plan to rescue their friend and fellow pup. As they stood there, frozen with worry, the sound of sirens echoed through the air. The fire department was on its way, but it would take them a few minutes to arrive. The team knew they had to act fast, or risk losing Marshall forever. The air seemed to vibrate with tension as they waited for a chance to rescue their friend. The team's hearts were racing with worry, and their paws were trembling with fear. They knew they had to act fast, or risk losing Marshall to the inferno.