[ Normally his success might be swifter, but with only the water to propel off of it's about to be a losing battle. They rise, but the skeleton rises with them, and then it begins to pull back down. It's been anchored by another, and another, their hold on one another providing more resistance than mere water can offer. ]
My knife!
[ Her shoulders ache, and they don't have time to waste. She's kicking at the skeleton, but even with a skull knocked off it's persistent. Like this, she can't easily reach the weapon. He needs to let go so that she can try to use it, or he can. He would have a better chance, she suspects. ]
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My knife!
[ Her shoulders ache, and they don't have time to waste. She's kicking at the skeleton, but even with a skull knocked off it's persistent. Like this, she can't easily reach the weapon. He needs to let go so that she can try to use it, or he can. He would have a better chance, she suspects. ]