Ankyra Sound you and me, we got something to lose.

as a spectral form, there was little caiaphas could do. try here. she motioned to the splashing water's edge as miette struggled. no dice; the ramp was slick.

here, she pointed to a crag just underwater. miette paddled towards it with a shove, clawing her sodden body on every vantage she could. still no dice.

here, caiaphas intoned, just under a ridge of melted stone. miette seized it and pushed -- in a desperate hurl, she had freed herself from the ceremonial pool's waters.

but still, it did not solve the larger issue caiaphas realized was at hand.

miette was too short to exit the grotto.