Amid torrents of violence waves the disintegrating boat rocks back and forth. Ralph cleaves on one of sides of the hull with both of his hands to stop it from breaking off, his body swaying with every thrust from the waves accompanied by cracking noises.
Adriel struggles against the geyser of sea water gushing into the boat, scooping it back into the sea.
The frame of the boat crumbles with every hit by the waves, making the occupants grow more anxious.
"You look cold." Tolis says offering Shella his coat. He places it around her shoulders despite the rocking of the boat and she gladly pulls the edges to cover her chest as well.
"Thank you. Seems like I needed your protection after all." She mutters in a despondent tone.
"None of us can live without help, that doesn't mean we are
