The cold waters of the Estuary Lake embraced Sunny as he plummeted into their depths, clinging tightly to the Thieving Bird's neck.
A moment later, the water wasn't cold anymore.
The loathsome Terror was wreathed in an immolating mantle of blindingly white flames that devoured its feathers and scorched its impenetrable hide. The moment the flames came in contact with the cold depths of time, an unfathomable amount of water was instantly vaporized, causing a titanic plume of boiling foam to explode into the sky somewhere far above.
Here in the depths, however...
Sunny was blinded by the flash.
Sunny was deafened by the indescribable roar of countless tons of water being violently displaced.
Even his shadow sense was temporarily rendered useless, since no shadows existed in the immaculate abyss of pure white light.
He barely endured the devastating heat and pressure of the underwater explosion...
The Estuary Lake itself, however, did not.
