Walking briskly through the emerald inverted algal forest, Charles and Tuba moved quickly.
Charles's body was still broken; the scant amount of blood remaining slowly diffused into the seawater.
Despite being underwater, Charles felt no sensation of suffocation, even though he was in the water, he didn't feel any buoyancy, as if standing on solid ground.
The inverted sea was exceptionally clear and bright, walking through the forest of green algae made Charles feel like he was strolling in a deserted park at dawn.
Everything around was quiet, there were no sea urchins, no sea otters, no fish, no creatures at all.
"How much farther?" Charlton, vigilant, touched his chainsaw prosthetic with his right hand that was missing two fingers.
The young Tuba, holding several pieces of paper, was continuously folding something. "We're almost there. I can feel them. They are circling towards the east; we will catch up soon."
