Riruru quickly and carefully shifted into her human form as the boat creaked under her weight. Fortunately, the boat didn't break.
She had panicked upon waking and finding Skyler missing—only to sense his presence deep in the water, along the familiar aura.
Her pale skin bore bruises and small burn marks from pulling Skyler out of the water, but they paled in comparison to the severe burns and wounds covering his body.
He looked almost unrecognizable, his breathing far too shallow and weak.
"What... what should I do...?"
Riruru whispered, her voice trembling.
She clutched the jacket Skyler had draped around her sleeping figure earlier, pressing it gently against his wounds in a desperate attempt to stop the severe bleeding.
