[ the pulsing red illuminates the darkness of the depths they've sunk to, but it doesn't do anything to help her dodge the incoming hand that's meant to hit her already injured shoulder. the impact causes her to take a useless breath in, and as water floods in her lungs, she retches, pulling in only more fluid where she desperately needs air.
she needs to surface. she was supposed to fight, but through her squinting eyes, she can only barely make out the shape of that same chaos spear she had seen him use the last time they had crossed paths. her fingers wrap around her own neck desperately as she sputters and tries to cough up her water—fingers that were supposed to be wrapped around his neck in this situation.
but there's little that can be done about it now. even her desperate kicking doesn't seem to be enough to reach the air she so desperately needs. she made her request and her confession both unprepared, and now, she suffers the consequences as her vision begins to blur and fade.
the only thing that remains is the faint outline of red and black through the bubbles. ]
whatever *rolls a 2*
she needs to surface. she was supposed to fight, but through her squinting eyes, she can only barely make out the shape of that same chaos spear she had seen him use the last time they had crossed paths. her fingers wrap around her own neck desperately as she sputters and tries to cough up her water—fingers that were supposed to be wrapped around his neck in this situation.
but there's little that can be done about it now. even her desperate kicking doesn't seem to be enough to reach the air she so desperately needs. she made her request and her confession both unprepared, and now, she suffers the consequences as her vision begins to blur and fade.
the only thing that remains is the faint outline of red and black through the bubbles. ]