General stared at the figure who was almost fainting, but still struggling to swim forward. He frowned, swam to her side, and reached out a hand under the water to hold the edge of the plank she was on, pushing her to swim ahead.
Finally.
They reached the shore.
Exhausted, lying on the sand, Ivana Bennett barely had the strength to stand up.
"Get up quick!" General extended a hand to pull her up, "The tide will rise soon, you'll drown if you stay here."
"I can walk on my own."
Ivana Bennett rejected him again, crawling from the ground on all fours.
A massive wave was already crashing in. She was knocked over by the seawater onto the sand. Just as the General was about to help her up, she was already crawling again, moving to the higher ground of the small island.
Before long, the spot where they had been standing was swallowed up by the rising sea water.
When they reached the hill of the island, General finally stopped.
At this point, he was also completely drained.
