Before he has a moment to understand what I'm talking about, I reach around into his back pocket and grab the swiss army knife I know he always carries.
"Lex? What are you doing? Do you think I didn't try that already?" He asks, but I don't have time to respond.
Rather I dive under the water lowering myself towards the weight holding him down. It's extremely dark, preventing me from being able to see anything. Rather I use my hands to guide myself down his leg, and using my hands to tell me what I need to know.
I feel around, my hands coming in contact with the weight, and chain around his leg. I don't have much time. The water was already at my head height, which means that I will only have a few minutes before it's at Xavier's head height. A massive bonus to him being much taller tha
