The entire carriage of the board was engulfed by the flood, and in the crashing waves, Ewen could even catch glimpses of silvery white fish darting past. He struggled to maintain his balance, inching forward towards Cinderella.
Ewen encouraged, "Hang in there!"
"Mm!"
Cinderella responded with difficulty. The icy seawater was quickly sapping her body heat, her hands gradually losing color and sensation. Yet, even so, Cinderella tightly gripped Hart's fur, striving to maintain her figure in the rapids.
The lives of everyone in the carriage were now in Cinderella's hands. If she lost the dice she was holding, the game would lose its crucial tool for progression.
As Ewen struggled towards Cinderella, Bologue also recovered from the impact. Water pushed him against the wall, but with his excellent physique, he still had some mobility, slowly making his way to the door.
