Sephtis held his breath, keeping his lungs full and burning as king as he could, even though it hurt horribly. When he sank into the dark depths of the sea, he'd slammed into a rock structure, the heavy stone crumbling and falling into the water with him, and now he was pinned to the ground by a large rock over his wing and leg. He peered down the underwater cliff he was trapped upon, down at the deep, dark abyss below. He could only hope that Dagon was alright..
Sephtis tried to get a good grip on the large rock pinning him, but the way in which it was positioned over his wing and his frontal leg, it made it impossible to get a proper hold on it. This meant it was extremely difficult, nigh impossible, to even make it mover slightly in any way.
Sephtis tried to fix his head against the rock so that his horns would push up against it while he would try and pull up his arm and wing using his hind legs and his other frontal leg. As he struggled to even make the rock shift only but slightly, he became more and more lightheaded while his lungs began to burn, bubbles rising up from his nostrils. He'd drown soon if he didn't get free, and even under the water, the rock was just too heavy. If he could get a proper angle, he'd be able to move it no problem, but with the way he was pinned, he just couldn't.
Sephtis began clawing at the rock below him in effort as his body began to writhe frantically. His body began to shiver violently as he ran shorter and shorter on air, and everything began to turn dark..
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Dagon began to shiver uncontrollably from the cold, not that he really noticed it. He was too wrapped up in his own newfound terror of the ocean and it's incredible power. His clothes were soaked and he could feel bud nose become runny, the cold making it feel as though he had become frozen down to the bone as blistering, storming winds tore through the darkness, slamming against him in cold waves as water shot into the air and splashed into him, again, again, and again.
He felt helpless, he couldn't do anything, nor could he go anywhere. He was stuck, and he had no clue as to where Sephtis was. And he had no way to find out. For all he knew, Sephtis had already been torn apart by whatever lies below.
Dagon shook his head, slapping himself in the face. 'Snap out of it, Dagon.' He thought, 'I need to get moving. I can't just sit here, I need to find a way to go, I don't care if it's the wrong direction, so long as I'm not a sitting duck.'
He looked around, seeing another stone pillar jutting up out of the water a short ways away from the platform he'd made. Dagon reached into his pocket, pulling out his small pouch of Drakeagen stones…
"Damnit!" He cursed. The sack had come loose in the fall and most of the stones had fallen out, save for a small few. 'I hoped not to have to use this so soon… but I don't have much of a choice.' He raised his mechanical arm, the Drakeagen in it illuminated as the Mercury path began to thin out and extend towards the spike of stone. As Dagon moved closer to it, he could see more pillars beyond the closest one. He wasn't a sitting duck after all!
Dagon grinned slightly, gaining a spring in his step as he became confident… and then he suddenly froze, his eyes spotting a movement to the side. Obviously there was movement all around him, he was in the ocean during a storm, but this movement was different. It wasn't like raging water…
And then his eyes shot wide as he saw scales rise up from the water, slithering to the surface before dipping back into the darkness.
'Is it… a dragon..?' Dagon wondered, but shook the thought away. It didn't matter. He needed to move, or else he was likely dead. He continued forward, ignoring the creature following him from below.
When Dagon reached the pillar, he made it break down into liquid Mercury that formed into a platform that he stepped onto and rose up into the air above and away from the water. He wanted as much distance between him and the water as possible.
Dagon looked inward to the next nearest pillar. They seemed to go on endlessly in multiple directions, and he had no idea which way he should be going, thus, he decided to just pick a random way to go and go it. Enter to move than to not move at all.
Using the Drakeagen in his metal arm, he created yet another bridge and began moving forward. But then the water below began to rise upwards and fall away as a large, serpentine figure emerged from the depths, water pouring down from its massive head. The creature shook itself, the water spraying off of its body as it rose above Dagon, blocking his path. The creature had sleek, black scales and three rows of spines ran down its back, webbing attached between each and every one of them. The creature's head was large and wide, it's snout short but large. It had a huge underbite, it's lower jaw much larger than the upper, rows of thin, spiked teeth like needles pointing up from its mouth. Large gills ran along the side of its neck where the skull started, while nostrils like that of a dragon flared at the end of its snout.
Luminescent blue eyes stared down at Dagon, the eyes small comparatively to its head. Large, thin horns coiled up from it's head as frills flicked at the side of it's skull. The massive creature snorted at Dagon, water spraying over him.
'That… is no dragon..' Dagon thought. Then his mind tracked back to what Gena had told him once so long ago when she had spoke of the outside world; "In the ocean, there are many dangerous creatures within its seemingly endless depths. Even dragons are hesitant to enter the ocean, as there is one creature even the greatest of dragons avoid conflict with…"
"Leviathans…" Dagon said softly in horror as he stared up, frozen, at the huge monstrosity.