In the dark, narrow prison cell,
Nash had been held captive here. Over this month, he hadn't been idle. At first, he was a bit unaccustomed to the restraints, but he slowly recalled Yi Chen's words about "patience and waiting," and mimicked the sitting postures William and the boss frequently used to meditate with his eyes closed in the cell.
He thought back to the time he knelt before the divine statue in the Death Sea,
and the transcendental feeling of perfectly merging with Yi Chen while fighting with Art,
Unsure of how much time had passed, Nash felt as if he was genuinely floating in the sea, with the water continuously rising and submerging his body, even flooding into his nostrils.
When he suddenly opened his eyes,
Nash discovered that his cell had indeed been filled with black water, leaving no space to breathe.
