As they approached the water, Xylon's heart pounded with anticipation. He knew that this was their only hope, their last chance at saving Eva from the grip of the fever that threatened to consume her.
Akuna followed closely behind, her eyes darting nervously between Xylon and Eva.
As Xylon waded into the cool depths of the pound, Akuna, who had been trailing behind him, stepped closer, her eyes filled with concern.
Sensing the weight of the moment, she spoke with conviction, "Master, Eva is strong….Don't worry, she will be okay."
As Xylon waded deeper into the soothing waters of the pound, the surface shimmered above him, obscuring his form until only his head and Eva's were visible from afar.
With each passing moment, the flames grew closer, and their chances of escape seemed to diminish.
She knew they needed to work together if they had any hope of making it out alive.
