Although it was hard to tell at first glance, as their heads broke the surface of the water and they took in a couple of ragged breaths, the two of them found themselves far from their original locations.
The monster swam at an extraordinary rate, and so after Damon managed to calm his burning lungs, he quickly noticed something in the far distance, something that screamed refuge in this endless sea.
Following his narrowed gaze, Nyla turned, and her eyes widened at the sight before them.
They jutted up from the surface of the sea, rising from a small, plateau-like mass that floated above the water. At first, Damon thought they were the jagged lines in the sky, the same ones that led to the rift core, but as he squinted, he realised his mistake.
These weren't lines.
They were roots.
