Its close. A couple more spins, and his head is going under. Sure, he could buy himself maybe two, three more minutes if he fought and struggled, but why bother, right?
The tea laps over his head, scalding hot at first, not enough to do him in alone as it mixes with the cooler tea, but drowning? Eventually, that'll do it.
It lasts long enough that he's beginning to hallucinate for lack of oxygen. And surely a flash of fire in the distance, and growls of a motorcycle are just more hallucionations, especially dimmed as they are by the liquid, right?
But as the Spirit of Vengeance fights a robot of the man who once unknowingly abandoned two children, there's the merest hint of a spark of real emotion. Its distant, but the Rider's emotions are raw, primal things. If he can hold out just a little longer, they may come close enough for the boy to do something about his situation, but he's been under a while now...
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