[BEWITCHED] Slinn Voda's mind is not fully his own due to Mira-Jane's influence. His mental traits are being reduced by 90%. Health: 8,000/8,000 STR: 1,050 VIT: 800 DEX: 250 INT: 45 (-90%) = 4.5 WIS: 30 (-90%) = 3 LUK: 0 I glanced around at the more capable of my comrades. Korka had morphed into his hybrid form but so far hadn't moved. Yukimura was still busy handling the cannon fire situation, Waldstein had his warhammer in a white-knuckled grip and Guilford- fuck I don't even know where Guilford is right now.
A plan attempts to form in my mind. 'Maybe we can somehow knock it out of the mind-control. Put enough of the hurt on it that the beast breaks free and runs away. I don't really see another-
With a speed that shouldn't even be possible from something that large. Slinn Voda's entire body springs forward like a snake and the monstrosity's jaws snap down over a mans body with a nauseating crunch.
'HOLY F- New plan! This fuckers dead!'
Waldstein rushes in, striking one side of the Sea Kings face with his hammer at the same time that Korka spin-kicks an ostrich leg into the other. The creature's head is thrown forcibly backward but it's already too late. All that remains of Satori is a pair of severed feet, still in their black boots.
The serpent shakes off the brief daze and hisses angrily. Furious that such small beings would dare to strike it.
Slinn Voda: (7,763/8,000)
Cassian, one of the revolutionary soldiers under Korka, brings a medium hand-held cannon to bare against the beast, but with the same agility it displayed before, Slinn Voda twists its body out of the way and dives head first beneath the waves, vanishing from view.
"Where'd it go!" "Does anybody still see it!" "On your toes people!"
"Captain! The Red Witch's ship is still advancing on us!" Mr. Skinner announces from the lookout. "Muster your courage men! Just stand fast and we'll see this night through!"
A great splash erupted from the port of the ship as Slinn Voda exploded from the deep and wasted no time in selecting his next piece of prey. 18 inch teeth closed around one of the hired deckhands, and hoists the screaming man off the boat and out over the ocean.
The crew and I are forced to watch in horror as the creature tosses Ethan high into the air... and then swallows him whole a few seconds later when he begins to fall.
You ever do something so stupid that you can't properly explain yourself later? An action that is so utterly asinine that the best justification you can come up with for your action is 'I don't know! I just reacted!'
This is how I'd reply later when someone asked me why I leapt off the boat with nothing but a battlecry and a sword in each hand. In hindsight it's a minor miracle that I even managed to jump far enough, but apparently there's just enough luck on my side for the twin blades to make impact and embed themselves deep into the sea monsters torso...neck...torso…I'm not exactly sure where one stops and the other begins.
-324 Damage! (7,439/8,000)
A sky-shattering roar erupts from Slinn Voda's throat, shaking my whole body from the vibrations alone. His head whips down to snap at me like a dog would against the worlds most annoying flea but I'm positioned just high enough that he can't get a proper angle.
Not discouraged by failure in the least, the Sea King simply switches tactics. To put it in a word? Thrashing.Flailing so hard and fast that the world disappears into a blurry painting. He shook and swung, writhed and jerked, doing everything in his power to to throw me away from his body. His stratagem nearly works. My body is flung back and forth from the violent shifts in direction. My arms scream from the abuse of holding on. On one particular sharp turn the blade in my right hand slides loose and I quickly stab it back in to avoid being tossed into the sea.
-150 Damage! (7,289/8,000)
The creature shrieks again, ceasing its savage throes and for the briefest moment I have peace.
And then he dives.
The freezing ocean engulfs us both and I desperately keep my mouth shut as water floods my nose and ears. The bone-chilling cold permeates into every cell and with the exception of the blue title over Slinn Voda's head, every speck of light disappears from view. What begins next is the wildest ride of my life. Slinn Voda diving and breaching, diving and breaching, diving and breaching. Each respite above the water offers nothing but one or two lungfuls of air before I'm pulled back beneath the drink.
We break the surface once more and this time I just can't keep my grip. My fingers slide off the handles and momentum sends my body ragdolling through the air.
The world is spinning. The oceans on the left, the sky is below me, nausea builds in my throat but I'm twisitng too quickly to even have the luxury of vomiting.'Fuckfuckfuck get your bearings Jack! Get your- Tail! Tail! Get away from the-'
The massive appendage smashes into me with enough force to powderize a normal human skeleton and I am launch -nay ejectedskyward into an entirely different section of the troposphere. -1,032 HP!
Skill Lv up! Physical Endurance Lv. (8/30) → (9/30)
-Your body's durability to damage from
physical sources. Resistance increased from (24%)→ (27%) HP Regen Skill Active!
-Current speed: 0.2% max health per minute.
The clouds rush in, filling my vision as my limp form rises higher and higher into the sky. My ascension reaches its climax and I linger there for a moment. Helpless in the air with every muscle and bone feeling like It just went head to head with a fleet of semi trucks.
My descent begins and through hazy vision I watch the titanic predator explode out of the sea at an upwards 90 degree angle. Like a dragon of myth rising into the sky, the serpentine body climbs higher and higher, it's maw wide open to grant me the same fate that befell Ethan.
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