POV: Zuri Norrington
Wind whipped me around.
Water beat against my body.
Wood slammed into my stomach.
I couldn't feel my fingers, but somehow I held onto the ship.
Screaming had stopped long ago. We'd realized doing so only filled our lungs with water. I had, however, thrown up. Twice. I prayed no one had been beneath me when I had.
The ship spun.
The ship tilted.
The ship flipped.
The ship rolled.
When we hit water, we—miraculously—did not die.
I felt no pain on impact, just the searing cold water. My body tingled as we sank, the poor ship taking the brunt of the waterfall's fury. The Hai Peng shielded us, giving us time to escape. But we only sank.
The water was charged with electricity. My body felt it in every atom. We were charged, every one of us—charged with magic.
The waters so dark they were black beneath us began to lighten and glow, looking more like shadows than a total, starless, moonless night.
We were sucked down, down, down, down. The Hai Peng above us splintered apart, finally unable to take the force of the falls. I expected the falls to wreak havoc on us next, but we just kept sinking.
My weight returned to me, then disappeared. I felt as if I was splitting apart, my atoms separating.
But my molecules stayed together. I was sucked down, something like a fish hook behind my navel dragging me into the dark. Beside me in the cold water—Elizabeth. Her hand grasped mine.
We disappeared, as one crew, with a flash of green.
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