[It's with a desperate gasp that Caitlyn breaks the surface, pulling air into her lungs with the urgency of someone who knows they were seconds from drowning. For a moment, all she can focus on is the feeling of her chest expanding and contracting with each frantic gulp and cough.
But all she can spare is a moment - and not even that, she realizes, as more corpses are surrounding them.
She rears back as far as she can in the water and tosses the shard of mirror with its attached corpse hand onto the dock, hearing it land with a sickening fleshy smack.
And then she does as he suggests. She makes haste. It's all she can do not to run directly into the grasping, greedy arms of a corpse, but she makes for the dock as quickly as she can, trusting that Lan Wangji will create a path.]
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But all she can spare is a moment - and not even that, she realizes, as more corpses are surrounding them.
She rears back as far as she can in the water and tosses the shard of mirror with its attached corpse hand onto the dock, hearing it land with a sickening fleshy smack.
And then she does as he suggests. She makes haste. It's all she can do not to run directly into the grasping, greedy arms of a corpse, but she makes for the dock as quickly as she can, trusting that Lan Wangji will create a path.]