The hands that hauled Ochiba Shigure’s body out of the water weren't Bakar’s–they were too small, nevermind that the much larger Steamforge had been too far away from her when the ice shattered. She'd dropped into the lake like a stone, and as soon as the icy water engulfed her, it had snatched her breath away and scrambled her thoughts before she could employ the use of her own Tidecaller magic. She’d begun to kick her feet on instinct, but it was quick...