Salty water began to rush into his mouth.
Haze sputtered as the watered entered his lungs and burnt them.
This only made the situation worse, as he coughed, more water rushed into his lungs making them burn even more.
Haze's thorax felt like they were on fire and he felt his body slow and eyes close as his mind tried to shut down to put an end to the misery.
He couldn't it, he'd fought some of the scariest beasts in the world, had broken into dangerous places and completed impossible missions but here was, dying due to water.
What kind of person dies by drowning?
He had survived all that pain and agony only to be defeated by a body of water.
It felt wrong.
A surge of defiance went through his body and Haze's eyes shot open. He wouldn't go down like this, under the water, forgotten and completely erased from erased from history.
The water was still pulling him downwards but Haze kicked against it.
