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As Mithias strikes the water, he can feel the waves striking him with immense force. Storm currents pulled at his lower body, dragging him under the water. The water rushed as if he were in the rapids, throwing his body around like a ragdol. With no physical objects to hold onto within arm's reach, there was no resisting the forces of nature as they chose to throw him about. Had he been a mortal being, he would most likely have drowned in the waves. However as it was he was simply dragged under, flung into the seas even as the ship began to move on without him.

Suddenly, he felt a powerful humming. It was like a vibration in the water, a sound that couldn't be heard as much as it could be felt. It rattled his bones and shook the very oceans. However, somehow, Mithias felt like it was speaking to him. He could feel it, an invitation being opened up to him. A trail of tiny water spirits lead the way deeper into the ocean, a weak current tugging at his body.

Now he stood before a choice. He could either chase the boat, and attempt to board it. Or he could venture deeper into the water, and hope that the invitation hadn't been a dinner arrangement.