Joan was gone-drowned to save Jet from the same fate-and while that was disheartening, he didn't let it stop him from continuing to search the lower levels for people who might need help.
The fact the lower he went, the deeper the water got didn't escape him but he kept going anyway. As long as he was mobile, he could always go back up and get out of the water. Assuming he didn't freeze to death from the damn stuff first.
Voices drew his path down a long hallway and a turn, bringing him face-to-face with large troll and who he recognized as Cecil, even in his pale and bloody state. Jet's first thought was that he'd walked in on a killing, but the way the guy was holding Cecil made him second guess that thought. As quickly as he could in water up to his knees, he made his way over. "What happened?"
Maybe he could help...although, from what he could see of Cecil's wounds, he was probably beyond help now.
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The fact the lower he went, the deeper the water got didn't escape him but he kept going anyway. As long as he was mobile, he could always go back up and get out of the water. Assuming he didn't freeze to death from the damn stuff first.
Voices drew his path down a long hallway and a turn, bringing him face-to-face with large troll and who he recognized as Cecil, even in his pale and bloody state. Jet's first thought was that he'd walked in on a killing, but the way the guy was holding Cecil made him second guess that thought. As quickly as he could in water up to his knees, he made his way over. "What happened?"
Maybe he could help...although, from what he could see of Cecil's wounds, he was probably beyond help now.