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[center][h1][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev [/color][/h1]
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Location:  The Tent City.[/center]
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 [color=9e005d]“Myshka... swam … to... her...”[/color] Constantin did manage to reply to Sister Sophia, but that was about all he could before he went into a violent cough to expel some of the water that he had taken before he resurfaced. It was damn painful as he fell onto his knees and arms. 

 He finally saw the unmoving Veta being brought to the surface by Myshka and his heart sunk into some cold abyss colder than the freezing lake he had just experienced. He brought himself up, coughing a last time as he followed to where Vlad brought Veta. The man called for the healers and well Constantin himself was a user of Krasnoye. What Veta was suffering wasn't wound, so... he refused to believe she won't survive! REFUSED TO! Then he had an realization... the thing he was doing until just now.

[color=9e005d] “Vater! She's must have breathe in vater! Anyone know how to get it out!?”[/color] He called loudly. He thought of the grabbing her from behind and tightening sharply similar to how people do when someone chokes on something. If not... then he was going to use Krasnoye on her until either she woke up or his body was to waste away...