“I hit him on the back of the neck. He submerged. Help. I've drowned the Beast Lord.”
“I have yet to be completely submerged in reality, for drowning in the sky.”
“How submerged does a reference have to be before it drowns?”
“Running to catch up, feeling like he was in a constant state of chasing a shadow, he felt a drop of rain hit him square on the back of the neck. The weight of it so heavy it felt like a rock.”
“Impressed. Lord. He had nearly drowned.”
“I hammered him with my fists. He just stood and took it. He didn't suffer graciously, he looked pissed off to no end. But he let me hit him. And he didn't hit me back.”