There's not a chance of Åsa being able to stop them from falling, even with her strength, not with Floweregg's lead wrapped round her ankles and her own balance knocked off by the sudden tug. She latches onto Siiri as well, an automatic movement and her grip tight as she falls backwards.

As they fall she does reach out with her other hand and her fingers slam into the edge of the bridge, but it's not enough to get a grip, though at least she knows that she's not going to hit the railing now. Of course what it does mean is that they hit the bank, Åsa releasing a shocked, pained gasp as they hit the ground. But it doesn't stop there - the ground is too steep and their momentum too great. She releases her grip on Siiri too late; their combined weight has already dumped her in the thankfully shallow edge of the lake. Too shallow to submurse her, but plenty deep enough to soak her.

As she sits up she's spitting curses, dripping off her like the water as she stares at Siiri, too shocked to get herself together. What the hell just happened?