The shores of the grandiose island were a problem itself, with giant crabs roaming the sand, though they were easy enough to slay with the proper firepower.
"Phew," Emilio sighed out, casting away the flame from his hand as a felled crustacean fell onto the shore.
"Another one down!" Everett celebrated.
'Just wait for me Celly–we'll be there soon,' Emilio thought, looking towards the distant trees.
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On the way to reuniting with his lost comrades, Emilio found himself stopped on the shores as something slithered out from the ocean, riding the side onto the grains of sand.
What walked onto the shore was a humanoid crustacean, like a knight dressed in black-and-red armor, possessing giant pinchers and bright, scarlet eyes.
"Alright…Well, this is shitty luck," Maverick muttered, slowly stepping back with a worried, twitching smile.
Emilio already drew his sword, glancing at the man who was a veteran of the island, "What is it?"
