The kerchief on her face almost choked her to death.
The whirlpool is so strong, Jiushu could not even move her hands a little.
Just as she thought she would die in this ignoble manner, she got thrown from the whirlpool, into some kind of rock slide.
Her hands are finally free. The first thing she did is to pull off the handkerchief on her face, breathing in the air with a loud heave.
She coughed at the force, her throat burned with the sudden rush of the air.
She continued her action and pulled off her mask, along with the tangled hair and all.
Her legs have no strength.
She rushed into space, falling face first on her yurt's floor.
She flipped in a very ugly manner, greedily drinking the air.
By the gods!
She has come near death far too many times in the past three hours…
In a moment, her curiosity won over her again, and she's crawled to the window, still panting with exhaustion.