61: The Festival of Mirrors (VIII)
The water began to enter through that hole too, Layd and everyone present felt their hearts tremble, the man covered the hole as best he could, in a sad effort to stop the inevitable.
Layd had warned them, yelled at them not to do it.
"W-we're surrounded by water… on all sides…" he finished his comment, overwhelmed.
The people inside screamed and yelled, so much so that Layd couldn't make out what they were saying. The only thing that was clear in his head was that his resonance didn't detect any landmass outside, just a box, an underwater tomb.
How did they get trapped there? No one there knew.
How could they be saved? They knew much less.
"W-wait, I can save us with my resonance!" Layd thought and immediately ran to lean on one of the walls. "I just have to bond with the terrain and close the room"