[Asura]

Without further prompting, Asura waded into the river after seeing Zephyr and Rogue complete the crossing. The water was as cold as ice as the current beat against her body, causing the fabric of her garments to swirl around her. But unlike Zephyr and Rogue, who were saved from being dragged by the current by their heavier armor, Asura, who favored lighter clothing for the advantage of speed, was in danger of being swept away.

Without a second thought, she unsheathed both of her blades and dug them straight down into the silty river bottom, anchoring her as she took each step across. The anchors made the crossing easier, but not by much.

When she finally reached the other side, she was soaked from the neck down and grinning fit to split her face in two. "That was amusing."

She turned to face Zephyr, who stared at her in disapproval, pointing at her wings as if they were the most obvious things in the world.

But Asura's response was just to widen her grin and reply cheekily. "I know."