Cut her to her core
Aakifahlynn stood on a rock, trying to balance herself and avoid falling into the raging dark waters.
Her long blonde hair wrapped in a tight bun slightly loosened, causing tendrils of hair to escape their confines, and whipped around in a frenzy with the velocity and vigorous movement of the sea breeze that threatened to topple her over along with the body she carried.
The noisy, aggressive waves roared as they thrashed against the slippery, broken-down slabs of walls and rocks.
Aakifahlynn quickly braced herself and tossed the warrior in as far as possible, which was not far at all. He barely made it off the rocks.
Then she stood there and watched as the waves did the rest. Thankfully, the waves literally scooped up the warrior.
It was not that Aakifahlynn was weak. She was simply feeble in her rushed decision to throw the warrior out in the sea like this for the sea creatures to devour.
Actually, she was contemplating a proper burial under the moon for him.