[Irene Miles’ POV]
The roots were stinging like snake bites all over my body. Strangely, the roots were surrounded by clear water, so swimming around was easier than the marsh, but it was no use. I failed the prince before and again; I was useless. I hated the way I felt. My weakness was hurting me more than the roots. I heard a loud howl; I wondered what was happening on the surface. I could see the branches of the tree move, which caused ripples in the roots, too.
Prince Zane… did you turn into a wolf?
I clenched my fist around the hilt of his sword and sliced off the roots in one s***h. The trembles of the fight Prince Zane was fighting above the ground could be felt underwater. I bet it was fierce. I swam to the primary root, slicing the roots that tried to stop me. I parried them
