Ouroboros Spine Black as Soot, Cold as Ice

As Charon dipped himself into the water and started to paddle, however painful, Potema stayed in the shallows and asked him if he was sure he'd be alright. He wanted to laugh confidently, but since he was already out in the water paddling this showed in little more than an amused gurgling. "I'm fine, c'mon!" he shouted out above the water.

The island looked pretty far away, but Charon wasn't about to give up. He squinted his eyes and just kept pushing forth through the water, going into his zone until he reached the island. Once there he flopped over onto the shore, his muscles tired and body stiff and throbbing with pain. Maybe it hadn't been such a very good idea, but he'd made it, and for now he didn't want to think about the swim back. He lay down on his side and panted heavily while he looked to see if Potema was nearly there yet.