Tycondrius broke the water's surface, emerging in a cool, humid cave. It was a rather peaceful area, illuminated by light-blue moss and smatterings of green and pink crystal formations.
However... that peace was likely secured due to Tycon's form: that of an ivory-white Sea Serpent, longer than a corvette-class sailing ship.
A trio of armed sentients with lobster-like qualities hurriedly dove into the waters, swimming down and away.
One of them might have been crying.
If Tycon's supernatural ability remained consistent, he felt it safe to assume that the crying one was a woman.
But, anyroad, the cave-area was safe from hostile forces.
Pale emerged next, dramatically splashing at the pool's edge while dragging a waterlogged Kimura Taree onto the rocks.
The silver-haired whelpling was sobbing miserably. As soon as her hands and knees touched the cave floor, she began to retch up water.
It was... disheartening.
