It's our fokken island now.

Delaeni felt a surge of adrenaline as she swam, her body slicing through the icy waters with determined strokes. She could feel the cold seeping into her bones, causing her muscles to stiffen and her movements to become more sluggish. But she refused to give up, pushing herself to keep moving forward.

As Aresenn's voice echoed in her mind, Delaeni tried to focus on his instructions. She breathed steadily, inhaling deeply and exhaling slowly, trying to keep her body relaxed despite the biting cold. She could feel the water supporting her, and she used her strokes to propel herself forward, keeping her eyes locked on the island in the distance.

As they reached the halfway point, Delaeni felt the effects of the cold intensify. Her limbs grew numb, and it became harder to maintain a steady pace. But she pushed through, determined to reach the island with the others. She glanced over at Azoula, who was swimming nearby, her eyes filled with concern and apprehension. They were going to make it.

"Delaeni Terblanche"