Buried in the sand, I was breathing hard. When I just hatched, nothing foreshadowed trouble. I stuffed my stomach with seaweed. After that, I headed to the middle of the coral reef to rest. I'm very tired of swimming ten meters to the seaweed and back.
But when life was so easy and pleasant ???
That's right, never.
So I was attacked by a crocodile that looked like an eel. The prehistoric ancestor of the current eel.
He hid near the coral to which I swam. Buried in the sand, he waited and waited. I swam around the coral and was about to bury myself in the sand as it jumped out at me.
... I was scared. I was very scared. By the time I regained consciousness, he had already hit himself and received several bloody wounds in addition to a concussion. I said that modified my barrier ??? No, well, listen ...
I added an inner layer. It is slightly smaller than the outer and between them, there is a small gap two to two and a half centimeters wide. I divided the outer shield into thin strips. I attached sharp teeth to the strips along their entire length. On the first strip, the teeth were turned to the right, on the second to the left. You can guess that these bands rotated to the right and the left, respectively. I also wanted to add stripes not only horizontally but also vertically. But if I did, it would take a lot of mana, and I would not be able to adequately respond to different situations. So for now, I will abandon this idea. I will implement it when there is more mana. I also inserted small but coarse springs to absorb shocks.
So the eel inflicted minimal damage to the shield and received a completely torn face. Once I realized what had happened, I formed and shot a mana arrow into his head piercing his brain.
I was glad that there would be a nutritious eel for dinner. As soon as I imagined its sweet taste, I felt the oscillation of mana, and a clot of shapeless mana crashed into my shield. The blow was much weaker than even when a prehistoric snake crashed into my defense. The only difference was the number of strokes.
Ten meters from me, a shoal of fish came out of the coral. I was very surprised by the appearance of these fish. They had bloodshot eyes. The strip of scales was blood red, which looked as if the fish were crying bloody tears. A real sharing. Disproportionately large teeth were removed from their mouths. You could see the red bellies if you looked closely. Twelve pairs of eyes looked at me.