Cain is really starting to worry. The huge waves before are now monstrous in size and it will soon be too dangerous for them to stay on the water. He knows that they should head back to land soon.
Standing at the helm of the boat, his eyes scan the choppy waters for any sign of the witch. She has always been an exceptionally good surfer but these waves can be treacherous. The patrollers said she had seemed to be enjoying herself when a particularly huge wave swept her under around ten minutes ago and since then, she has yet to come back to the surface. Cain's heart is pounding in his chest as he tries to keep the boat steady in the increasingly tempestuous waves.
"Ten minutes," he mutters to himself, gritting his teeth. "She's been under for more than ten minutes."
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