[Perhaps he should have foreseen this turn of events. Whatever it was that was responsible, clearly it wasn't going to be pleased about having its game interrupted.
There's no time to think; he moves quickly, lunging forward the moment Alisaie is pulled beneath the water, and while his target is unclear— and they're in far too close quarters for him to even consider risking taking a shot at it— it's Alisaie he reaches for. The siren strikes at him in turn, indiscernible shadows wrapping around his arm to try and wrench him away, but he manages to reclaim it and engages in a struggle with the creature itself.
His vision is blurred by its swift movement beneath the water and the poor lighting, but it distinctly does not look like his father any longer, and he imagines Alisaie will no longer see her grandfather, either.]
Let go of her!
[He's made himself nuisance enough, at least, that its hold on Alisaie begins to loosen, enough that someone with her fighting spirit might break free.]
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There's no time to think; he moves quickly, lunging forward the moment Alisaie is pulled beneath the water, and while his target is unclear— and they're in far too close quarters for him to even consider risking taking a shot at it— it's Alisaie he reaches for. The siren strikes at him in turn, indiscernible shadows wrapping around his arm to try and wrench him away, but he manages to reclaim it and engages in a struggle with the creature itself.
His vision is blurred by its swift movement beneath the water and the poor lighting, but it distinctly does not look like his father any longer, and he imagines Alisaie will no longer see her grandfather, either.]
Let go of her!
[He's made himself nuisance enough, at least, that its hold on Alisaie begins to loosen, enough that someone with her fighting spirit might break free.]