"Sploosh!"
Mixed with the rush of water, Fang Zheng was flung out and slammed heavily onto the ground. Before Fang Zheng could get up, a dark shadow appeared behind him and crashed into his chest, pinning him down again.
"Cough, cough... I really had bad luck this time."
When the torrent of water finally dispersed, Fang Zheng lifted his head and coughed a few times, then started to complain. At this moment, the clothes he had worn before had returned; it seemed he had left that domain, hence the recovery of his clothing.
"Ugh... Captain... "
"Iona?"
It was then that Fang Zheng noticed Iona lying on his chest with her eyes swirling, apparently having endured quite a tumult too. Hearing Fang Zheng's voice, Iona blinked and seemed to regain her senses gradually and slowly lifted her head.
"Captain?"
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine..."
