Alby pushed all the air out of his lungs into the mouth of this figment in front of him before sucking it back in. That seemed to throw whatever it was so much that all the hands grabbing onto his legs let go and Alby was able to swim to the surface, gasping for air.
"Alby!" Toklo shouted, standing on one of the bamboos, reaching his hand out to him. "Grab my hand!"
The two locked hands as Toklo used all his strength to pull Alby up onto the bamboo, checking him all over.
"Are you ok?!?" Toklo asked, trying to see if he could make out any injuries on the man. "I was about to come in there for you."
Coughing, Alby stared at the man blankly, waiting until he calmed down before he spoke again.
"I'm fine." He said, sitting on the bamboo with a tired sigh. "It's good that you didn't come in. That creature in there … it is not something like the others we killed. It seems genuinely dangerous."
"But you are ok, right?"
"I am."
