In order to avoid the relentless strafing that followed, Lucas had no choice but to continue sinking after he jumped into the sea, to dodge the effective range of the bullets. At the same time, he had to find Yigol Foster, who had been shot, as quickly as possible. He had no idea where Yigol had been hit, just hoping it wasn't the heart.
In the icy seawater, each movement made Yigol's leg hurt terribly.
He really felt like cursing and swearing.
In a daze, he saw Lucas with his red hair appearing under the water, pointing in a direction for him, indicating that they should swim that way.
Without a second thought, Yigol turned around and followed Lucas.
But wait, his leg...
In that moment, the leg that had been shot cramped up.
Damn it!
He hurriedly curled up his body, bending his knee and clutching his leg to ease the muscle tension.
But it was no use; the pain was getting worse.