"Wrath!" Eros dove into the murky lake and swooped his arms under his master's limp body.
He used the water around him to pull her out to shore and concentrated his energy to his hands in order to extract the water from her lungs. After a few seconds, the spirit realized that she was unconscious rather than drowned. Eros used his limited air manipulation proficiency to help her breathe.
Wrath's eyelids began to flutter weakly as her chest began to rise and fall at a steadier pace. Eros let her head rest on his lap to raise her body to prevent her from choking. She held a hand up to her forehead; clenching at the throbbing pain. The witch attempted to sit up, but failed miserably.
"Agh!" she fell back down and cough up some blood.
