"Master, I'm ready to go," Phelp says.
He stood near the shoreline's edge looking back at me.
I nod and joined his side, "alright, I'll be here waiting for you to come back up." I tell him.
He places a fist to his chest, "I won't disappoint my master!" He says loudly.
He turns and makes his way through the water until his head disappeared underneath.
Using our connection I tuned in on his hearing and sight senses.
We can even connect through thought so we could communicate.
This way we both can not only see and hear what's happening down there.
We can also keep each other company.
I sat cross-legged in the sand.
So far, I could only see the dark ocean water that surrounded Phelp.
He kept swimming and swimming until he reached the ocean's main floor.
There was nothing but fish, so he began to swim out more.
In my mind's eye, I noticed something off not too far in.
