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Nature was always stronger. The wilding and aggressive river was a very clear reminder of that. As Allias felt his whole body getting cold, his head once in and once out from the river he couldn't stop swearing. 

What was happening to him was really unbelievable. He was drenched, his dump clothes were pulling him down and he was waiting for some magical force, a savior to actually appear. 

After a while of struggling he found salvation but it wasn't in the face of someone. It was actually a rock. A huge black rock that stood in the middle of the river, protruding from the violent water like the iceberg that winked the titanic. The king's eyes widened and the moment the current brought him close to it he grabbed it as if he was hugging Theseus.

He found himself, gripping the slippery rock with only one hand and somehow climbing at the top of it.