Then what is the right choice?
"Dad, I want to see the flying fish!"
Emily looked up and tugged at Hert's sleeve. Hert never refused Emily's requests, he nodded, agreed to her, and then spoke to Nolen.
"I can do it, it's alright."
Hert replied as such.
...
Nolen grabbed the edge of the pit, escaping from the raging torrents, climbed to the upper level that had yet to be engulfed by seawater, finally gaining a respite.
"You shouldn't have come."
Nolen took a deep breath; the icy seawater almost instantly drained his body heat, and his arm holding the blade trembled uncontrollably, his entire body soaked, looking like a dog drenched by heavy rain.
"If we hadn't come, you would have been killed by your little brother just now."
Lula worked hard to pull Nolen up, "All these years you have truly devoted yourself to your duties as a navigator, even forgetting how to use Ether, right?"
