Another, broader current of water silently formed beneath the finless porpoise, slowly lifting it and reducing the pressure of its body against the stones.
At the same time, Yang Qi steadied the finless porpoise's body with both hands, working with the force of the current to gently adjust its angle.
GURGLE~
WHOOSH—
Under the current's relentless assault, the rocks began to shift.
A few smaller pebbles were washed away.
The finless porpoise seemed to sense a glimmer of hope. It stopped struggling futilely and, following Yang Qi's lead, tried to pull its body free from the crevice.
Inch by inch...
Fine beads of sweat broke out on Yang Qi's forehead.
He had to precisely control the water, take care not to injure the finless porpoise, and remain vigilant of his surroundings—a significant drain on both his Magical Power and his concentration.
Finally, as the last piece of rock holding it fast was washed away, the finless porpoise's body abruptly came free.
"Success!"
