**Chapter 3: Firefighting Frenzy**

The team sprang into action as they arrived at the warehouse fire. Marshall, being the fire pup that he was, took the lead. He quickly assessed the situation and identified the areas of the warehouse that needed the team to move out! Marshall, can you un flashpoint and he began to blast the flames, trying to contain the fire. The others quickly followed suit, with Chase Ryder directing the effort from the ground. Skye flew overhead, her keen eyes scanning the scene for any signs of danger. Rubble, Rocky, and Zuma worked together to evacuate the surrounding area, making sure everyone was at a safe distance. As the team worked together to battle the flames, they were unaware of the danger that was building. The fire was intense, and the heat was starting to get to them. But they didn't let that stop them. They were determined to put out the fire and save the day. The smell of smoke and sweat filled their nostrils, and their fur blew in the heat from the flames. "Ryder, I think we're making progress!" shouted Marshall, his voice strained with effort. "The flames are starting to die down!" Marshall took another shot with his water cannon, and the flames seemed to recede slightly. The team continued to work together, their movements swift and coordinated. Chase and Ryder directed the effort, while Skye provided aerial support. Rubble, Rocky, and Zuma worked together to make sure the area was clear. As the team made progress on the fire, Marshall got too close to the burning building. He was focused on putting out the flames, and didn't notice the danger building up around him. The heat was intense, and the flames were licking at his fur. "Marshall, be careful!" shouted Ryder, but Marshall didn't hear him. He was too focused on the fire. Suddenly, a loud roar sounded from inside the burning warehouse. The team turned to see a massive backdraft building, fueled by the intense heat and flames. The air seemed to vibrate with the sound, and the team could feel the heat intensifying. "Marshall, no! Get back!" shouted Ryder, but it was too late. The backdraft suddenly blew, sucking Marshall inside the burning building with incredible force. The team watched in horror as their friend disappeared into the inferno, the sound of the backdraft echoing through the air like a deafening roar. The team's reaction was instantaneous. They rushed to Marshall's side, but he was gone, and they were left staring at the burning building in shock and worry. "Marshall!" cried Ryder, his voice desperate. "We have to get him!"