Solitude dove down to the bottom of the lake and hooked her her right arm under his right arm, before kicking up towards the surface while pulling him along. When their heads broke the surface of the lake, she gasped and inhaled large mouthfuls of air. Finally, she managed to swim back to shore and drag Burst’s limp body up onto the bank of the lake. “Come on, you oaf, you can’t die on me now. Not after all that effort I put into saving your life,” Solitude muttered, shaking his shoulders slightly.
“Burst! Can you hear me?” She called, shaking him again. But when she received no answer, she heaved a sigh and thought, Gods, no. Tell me I don’t have to do mouth-to-mouth to save this idiot. But after a few more seconds of shaking him and calling his name, she decided that there was no other option besides leaving there to die.