Titan couldn't breathe. Couldn't think beyond his horror that Riella had sacrificed herself. She'd thrown herself and the queen into the deadly waters.
He lost it. The Centurions in front of him dented as his bionic fist slammed into the chest plate of one, the helmet of another. Then he was diving into the water, expecting it to burn, but finding it pleasantly warm. Soothing even.
He kept his eyes open as he scoured the murk, looking for her. Even if it was too late, he didn't care.
He kicked, farther and farther down, feeling his lungs getting tight, knowing he'd have to breathe soon. But he had to find her. Had to. . .
He kicked to the surface and emerged spewing water. "Argh."
"What are you doing, you idiot?"
He heard her voice, and it seemed impossible. He treaded water and turned to see her staring back at him.
"I came to save you."
"I told you the water was dangerous."
He blinked wet lashes. "Yeah."