As if to accentuate Krysaos' point, Catshit had grabbed onto Anaru's legs and lifted him above his head. Wonderboy had swum up to land two broad feet against the sahuagin's face. While being launched back-- real slow, due to the water resistance... Bob had grabbed the guy and piledrove his head into a rock.
He spun while he did it, too
That Bob-- good guy, he was.
Krysaos waved for the other sahuagin to continue, "You were saying, guy?"
The fish-man shook his head and bubbled a sigh, "I advise you nott to do anything *else* rassshh."
"And what's stoppin' me from..."
Krysaos hesitated.
He wasn't actually able to direct his crew with any kind of certainty... and that was something he didn't want to admit to openly.
The Coral Boys, as shown just in the past several seconds, would attack with little to no provocation and with zero warning.
