Another eruption followed, this one closer, the muffled detonation pounding against his body, the shockwave rippling outward. The reef buckled beneath the assault, fragments of coral snapping free and tumbling like brittle glass. Marcus threw up an arm, shielding his mask as the water churned violently.
When the surge cleared enough to see, he spotted movement at the surface — shapes above, silhouettes of another vessel looming near Aaron’s boat. His stomach clenched, icy dread cutting through the haze. And for the first time since he had slipped into the water, Marcus realized the reef wasn’t the only thing under attack.