It was at this she was seeing red, and perhaps would have the opposite effect she had hoped. But nothing could stop her from what she did next, as she leaped off the boat- and soon plunged under the water.
To be consumed by this much water had her panicked, and though she had seen others swim before, she herself had never really done it. But she'd do anything to one up Cassius- anything, and as she floundered about beneath the waters, powerful arms and legs kicking wildly, she began to panic some more. She wasn't familiar with the concept to hold her breath, so she couldn't hold it well. Nor did she know how to move herself efficiently through the waters. But as she began to inhale the water, anger quickly over came all logic as she realized what Cassius must think to be able to witness her drown.
Strong legs kicked and kicked again, as powerful arms, so used to fighting, to killing, pulled her forward through the dark waters as she opened her eyes to look at a blurry world of moving shadows. She could hear nothing of the world above, for the water's noise was deafening, and it was hard to see as the waters were clouded, and stung at her eyes. But she could make out the shadows above her, and as she choked on more water, she was quick to figure out which boat was Cassius's, and was determined to get on it and wrestle the man into submission.
And moment's later, she came gasping out of the water, clinging onto Cassius's boat and nearly taking it in with her. The crocodile, in that moment, nearly slipped off, but miraculously, remained on the small boat. And though it took an effort, Red Sun was now on his ship, crouching down on her knees and breathing hard- long red hair plastered to her face, to her body, and her clothing, almost non existent when it was wet. And as she rose, her green eyes blazed with a powerful hatred as hot as the sun.
She was still coughing out water, trying to catch her breath when she charged him- as stubborn and powerful as a bull. Cassius would pay!