~ Third Person's Point of View ~
"Billy!"
"Garron!"
"Where are you?!"
Belor struggled to hold his head high as the seawater was too high and hard to reach. Luckily, he was skilled in diving into the deep water without fear.
He searched them around yet, no one answered him.
The seawater was cold and salty, indeed. Belor had drink few of it as he looked around to find them.
From distant, he saw the boat that was ruined by the waves. He breathe deeply and said, "I forgot the danger that water could bring to humans. I was occupied by the undead and so, I almost underestimated the power of the sea."
As he can't find Billy and Garron, the old man swam closer to the breakwater.
He needed to ask for help to see them as soon as possible. "Huh! Huh!" He gasped to made himself warm and cosy.
"Heeelp!"
"Help me!"
