Rhiana stood at the edge, the bundle still on her arm. She studied Kormak with a critical eye. “Those cuts will need to be seen to. They may well attract sharks and other things once we are in the water.” “We don’t have anything to bind so many wounds and we wouldn’t have the time to do so even if we did.” “There’s another way,” she said. “You could get into the armour. It will trap any blood until we get back to the boat.” “You’re determined to get me into it.” “I would wear it myself but I don’t need it and I am not bleeding like a butchered steer.” Kormak took a deep breath and contemplated the pool once. The sound of fists battering against the door echoed down the corridor. It would not take long for the pirates to break through. “What exactly will this armour do for me?” “It should provide you with air while you’re under water.
