Arad opened his eyes. He was floating away, drifting with the current of the cold waves. Something felt off; it was cold, dark, and the moment he tried to take a breath, sharp pain surged from his nose down to his chest.
Realizing he is underwater, Arad tried to switch to breathing through his stomach, but soon realized that he couldn't sense any of his magic. Arad knew this feeling; he was in the body of a weak human.
Cursing, he swam up, feeling his lungs burning and his limbs growing colder with each stroke. Each move was a struggle, forcing himself to push forward through pain, exhaustion, and cold.
After what felt like an eternity, he finally reached the surface and broke through, taking a much-needed gasp. He cried and opened his mouth once more, sucking as much air while still coughing the water in his lungs out.