[h2][u]Oswald Connolly-Lakebed[/u][/h2]

Looking back for just a moment, Oswald almost sighed in relief when he saw Shiro deciding to come up to the surface with him. At the moment, it was just the merry band of idiots in the water- Oswald, Napoli Shiro and Robert. Hopefully the redhead would get the memo before he got eaten, or Oswald would have to jump in and pull the guy out himself. 

Breaching the surface, Oswald quickly paddled to the edge of the lake and pulled himself out onto relatively dry land, shaking his body like a dog would to get off the excess water. They had to beat this Ogdoad, find Sapphire's daggers, retrieve them, and survive it all. That...would be a bit of a problem. Ogdoads were Riesen-class...he was pretty sure. They definitely weren't your run-of-the-mill cleanup job Grimm, no sir. While it was a shock that such a powerful force of nature was lying in wait below Beacon, Oswald figured that this place couldn't have been perfect. No place was, not even a fortress city. 

"Fuck you, world."