Waves washed over me as the water swayed my body along.
My hands were lodged over a long window of cloth and metal kept me up as I puked out water. Hair of white fell in front of my face while a strange limpness spread through my entire body.
Another wave, and I was pushed to the side again before spitting out more water.
"What the… fuck…"
I looked down at the object. Intricate metal working and wiring cased in plastic and rubber shields filled its lengths while words written in good old English were etched on its frame.
This…
"Titania, do you see this…?" I muttered with all my strength, but no response came.
"Titania?"
Did she go back? I tried to concentrate my mana in my brand, but though it glowed there was no other reaction coming back from it.
The sensation that I always felt when trying to call Titania over did not hit me at all.
If the words were truly in English below me, then it would make sense.
