Brandon jumped back into the water and moved toward the boulders and seaweed that tangled together.
In his hazy vision, he observed the current situation. The seaweed and ropes were tied together, and the other end of the rope was tightly wrapped around the stone. It was no wonder that Savanna was trapped there.
However, compared to the hidden danger of the turbulent sea, being trapped here was already a blessing in misfortune. After finding the right direction, Brandon began to cut the rope on the stone with a saw.
In the water, Brandon could not see things clearly, and the saw was not as sharp as a knife, so he could only slowly wear the rope, hoping that the rope would be broken soon.
He quickly cut one rope and turned to another. When the second rope was cut off, Brandon clearly felt that he was almost out of breath.