"You'll die…"
He can speak underwater?! Then… he can breathe too?!
"…only after I'm done pummeling your face."
Instinct drove Raze Dawg to react, but the water betrayed him again. Slowed and caught at an awkward angle, his guard opened just as Martin drove straight toward him and punched him in the face, sending him deeper into the basin.
Countless Dark Aquatic Ants skittered across the lower levels, watching the two players duke it out. Their eyes shone menacingly at the bottom of the lake, waiting for the first prey to sink low enough for them to tear apart and devour.
The fight stopped looking like a duel.
Raze Dawg landed counters whenever openings appeared. His fists were heavier, his instincts sharper, and each clean hit rattled Martin's armor hard enough to spread cracks through the broken helmet. On land, blows like that would have folded Martin.
Down here, every current and narrow wall kept pushing the exchange back into Martin's reach.
