Rowan was at the point of releasing his power when the rope holding up Artemus suddenly snapped. The crowd collectively reacted to it with cheering because they were under the impression that a second hanging would take place. Nobody knew about the sharks inside the water, not even Syryn and Rowan.
"Did you do that?!" Syryn urgently whispered to the blond anti mage who was deciding on what to do. The rope hadn't snapped by any stroke of luck. Artemus had told him not to interfere and thus it was clear that the rope used to hang him with had been sabotaged by the dark-haired anti mage.
"It wasn't me," Rowan whispered back. "Artemus rescued himself."
"Shit," Syryn cursed when he saw blood and bubbles surfacing to the top of the water. "Rowan, what's going on?"
The blond anti mage began moving forward with Syryn right behind him. It was a difficult task pushing the throng of people that spilt out right to the edge of the beach where the water met the sand.
