The youth emerged from beneath the water with his head poking up.
His eyes held a trace of lingering fear. Although he had long predicted that the idiot would surely not be able to resist the temptation to investigate, he never imagined that the man would set it off right then and there; he thought the man would at least struggle a bit.
It seems the allure of a Magic Treasure is even greater than he had imagined.
Here's a fun fact.
If you try, as in some god-awful drama, to fling yourself flat on the ground, the ultimate result would be...
No visible wounds on the outside, but internal organs would be reduced to mush; standing up straight might even have a higher chance of survival than lying down.
Climbing onto the shore, even underwater, one could feel the ground shake. Looking toward the violently churned soil not far away, he caught a glimpse of the paper tiger inhabited by a spirit, and the result was as he expected.