I Am

Varian's body sank like a boulder in the ocean. There's nobody to help and nothing to hold onto.

Flaying his hands around in a desperate attempt, he tried to make sense of the situation he was in.

A dark world spanned endlessly around him, pulling him deeper and faster with every passing second, like ultra quicksand.

And it was trying to pull something from him. Something he shouldn't lose.

There was an instinctive struggle going on, one he wasn't able to feel but was subtly aware of.

'I…Zahara…fuck!'

Varian's consciousness rose back to the shore and his eyes snapped open. 

His hand, out of pure instinct, was grabbing grabbing Zahara's claw which dug into his chest and clenched his heart.

But that's all.

Due to the tremendous power of time pouring from her into his body with every passing moment, a sort of 'time bomb' was being planted.