He kept crying out for help, but his pleads fell on deaf ears. No one was coming for him and the air was running out. Was this how he was going to die? Exiled from his homelands and drowning within his cabin? The samurai cursed his misfortune and almost allowed himself to resign to his terrible fate. But wouldn’t that be a great insult to all those he fought with up until now? Taking a deep breath of air, he went under to try to find an opening to swim through.