Shiloh screamed from beneath the water, but Andrew could no longer hear her. An indescribable burning heat and violent impulse surged wildly from his energy core.

He grimaced helplessly. Of all times, why now?

Wounded and drained, he could no longer suppress the raging energy that belonged to the Blood Pith within him.

He cursed silently, 'Sheesh! When it rains, it pours.'

Not only was his body badly injured, but the Blood Pith's power inside his energy core had started to spiral out of control again.

"Get out of here. Stop worrying about me," he gasped.

Using the last shred of his strength and the final traces of clarity in his mind, Andrew pushed against her body, shoving her upward toward the surface. Meanwhile, he allowed the chaotic currents to drag him toward the iron sword.

Through the churning water, Shiloh's eyes burned red without her realizing.

"Andrew!" she screamed, her voice cracking as it echoed underwater.

Gritting her teeth, she swam back toward him