Chapter 17 Talon's Jealousy

　　Caitlyn's POV

　　Amidst the haze, I felt a pair of strong hands enveloping my waist. He delicately cradled my stomach to prevent any mishaps. He stood resolute in the swift current, clutching me in his arms like a giant, taking measured steps towards the shore.

　　"Oh my god, Caitlyn, I'm so sorry. My bad. I shouldn't have played some childish game of holding the breath with you," Leona exclaimed remorsefully.

　　Leona rushed over to me, first sending a grateful glance to the drenched Bard next to her, then casting a concerned look at my condition.

　　My lungs seemed slightly swollen, my stomach as though it were filling with water, my body utterly fatigued, and my eyelids growing heavier. I was in dire need of some rest.

　　"Please don't fall asleep!"

　　Bard's voice sounded as he approached, crossing his arms and applying steady pressure to my chest, followed by rhythmic pushes.

　　"Faster, Bard, faster!"

　　Leona knelt by my side, looking at Bard with a sense of helplessness.