Patience is a virtue. (Wait it out in the tree)

Now that the attention of the leeches are diverted you can get out of their range of scens by climbing the tree. Tucking your penis back to where it belongs and fastening your belt you sling your shield onto your back and begin scaling the gnarled barren tree.

Your bare feet leave toe shaped smears down the bark of the tree but you make it up without too much difficulty, and find a surprisingly comfortable niche between it's branches. Resting your back against a sturdy branch, kicking up your feet you let them air dry, you watch the writhing leaches in the shallows.

After a couple of minutes the waters calm, but you can still see the tell tale ripples on the water surface, indicating that your little patch of land is still surrounded.

A ray of sunlight breaks the clouds and you feel yourself become drowsy as you relax.