"You must go, Janice Wood, he is your cousin. You cannot just stand by and watch him die!" Overwhelmed with emotion, Aunt grabbed Janice and pushed her towards the sea. She was babbling like a madwoman, her words a mix of blame and demands, "Aren't you a soldier, capable of saving others? Can't you save your own cousin?!"
The seawater swamped their knees. The frigid, bone-chilling water sucked all the warmth from their bodies.
It was so cold.
"Janice, I beg you–"
In the end, Aunt fell to her knees, grasping Janice's hands tightly, her cries a mix of grief and despair.
Technically, after one group dives in, Bard would send a second group to prevent exhaustion and ensure there are still capable rescuers in case of emergency.
