"What is happening?" Francis asked to her. Worry gnawed at him as he saw the struggle that Ander was going through.
The water was as black as a moonless night. The strings were only getting tighter holding him down into the water. Ander seemed to be fighting whatever was holding him. He was trying to get free and get away from the water.
"The purification is taking place. The strings will lose as soon as he lets go of all the bitterness and darkness that he is holding onto," Zazel explained sipping her tea very calmly.
Francis had only then realised that the woman had tea in her hands. From before her hands were empty, he dared not ask her where the tea came from. He didn't have a suicide mission.
"What happens if he doesn't let go of the darkness?" he inquired in case it was bad then he would jump in the water and save Ander.
"That is not possible," Zazel uttered.