The arm left behind on the ship slowly faded away, turning back into mist before completely disappearing.
Then, the ship was rocked once more as the beast slammed into them once again.
"Keep calm, boys. It won't come close to the light. Its core needs to stay away lest it die all of a sudden," the captain said. His sword glowed a dull orange, ready to attack.
Tim didn't know what to do. He wasn't a fighter at all. He was just a scholar. This was his first time in the open sea, and it had been for a treasure hunt no less.
He was freaked out, wondering if he had done the wrong thing by choosing to come out here.
"Father!" he let out a little unintentional whimper. He had heard how scary treasure hunts got, but this… this was bad.
A large tentacle shot out from the side of the ship, bringing with it a large burst of seawater.
