OOC: Could you stop saying "Little Girl"
IC: Amilia noticed it begin to swerve, and she lost her grip.
She was close to Rattigan when she let go, though.
Amilia was close enough behind Rattigan where he couldn't see her, and she grabbed him by his neck and tried choking him.
She canceled off her water technique, because she was losing too much energy, and she didn't want Rattigan using it for air if he got away from her choking him.

OOC: Edit your post. First off, Rattigan would have been watching, so she wouldn't be able to sneak up behind him. Secondly, Amilia grabbing him was an autohit.

OOC: 1. Your saying he would pay no attention to his sword? 2. No, it wasn't.

OOC: 1. He really wouldn't need to. Turning your back to an enemy can be a fatal mistake, and the priority was on Amilia, not his sword.
2. Yes, it was.

Rattigan's lungs strained for air. He wouldn't last much longer underwater, but taking his eyes of Amilia for even a moment could prove to be a potentially fatal error. He held out for as long as he could, calling his sword back to him. He felt darkness creeping into the edges of his vision, and he knew that he would pass out in mere seconds if he didn't think quickly. So he did. Calling his shield from the Middle Ground, Rattigan positioned his feet up against it and pushed off, straight at Amilia's air bubble. He knew that missing would mean his demise, so he put that thought out of his head. He stroked with his sword to make himself go faster. Fortunately, Rattigan was really close to Amilia to begin with, so her chances of swimming out of the way before he got there were miniscule, almost impossible, and even if she did, he had a plan.

Amilia noticed Rattigan charging at her, but she also knew he didn't have enough time to get to the surface.
So Rattigan was pretty much sacrificing himself, she thought.
He was right infront of her, she didn't have time to teleport, or swim away, she only had one thing to do...
She grabbed his sword near the tip, trying as hard as she could not to touch any sharp bladed parts, her left hand was bleeding, and she pushed the sword away to her right.
She then contained it in the right of her with her metal wand, knowing it couldn't break.

Rattigan thought for sure he was dead when Amilia held back his sword. Oxygen starvation had deprived him of any logical form of strategy, so Rattigan was basically acting on instinct now. Though his rational mind had given up, his body continued on. He dispersed the sword back to the Middle Ground, allowing him to go just the distance he needed to penetrate the air pocket. His senses returned as he greedily gulped mouthfuls of the precious air, having taken it for granted all his life up until now. He forced himself all the way into the air pocket, now facing down Amilia in her own concoction. By now, he had given up on any form of reservation or any thought of holding back. He stormed Amilia with a rain of punches, somehow amazingly maintaining his composure. He was still breathing hard, but other than that, he was in the exact same condition he had been when the battle with Amilia had begun. Aside from her bleeding hand, Amilia didn't have a scratch on her.

OOC: Umm, my air pocket popped because your sword...

EDIT: Oops, I thought I put that in my post, must have forgotten, well anyways, the air pocket is gone, so re-do your post.