Splash, splash.
Tabi-clad feet waded through, stirring up the chaotic water.
The small priestess finally returned to the Amagaiwa stone gate. Her chest heaved as she gasped for breath, her hands constantly moving to pull out the newly acquired Ama-no-Kagami and place it against the groove in the stone gate.
Under the pull of the other mirror pieces, the fragment of the bronze mirror returned to its rightful place.
The tumultuous force on the stone gate seemed to stabilize somewhat again.
"Agawa."
Having completed all this, the exhausted Onizuka Tokotsume finally collapsed to the ground, letting the cold, crimson dirty water soak her clothes.
In the pitch-black cave, the small priestess's heartbeat was chaotic. She tightly gripped her left wrist with her right hand, striving to feel the aura of Kamiya on the other end.
Praying that his energy could recover and grow strong again, she hesitated to tug on the red rope, fearing to disturb Kamiya who might be in trouble.
