Retrieving his sword, Leon glanced at the irritating-looking kraken before shifting his attention to the battlefield that lay before him.
As his silver hair fluttered wildly in the sea breeze, he surveyed the aftermath of the intense battle. The beach was littered with immobilized crabs, their bodies sprawled across the sand. Several crab-cut-off legs were scattered about, a testament to the ferocity of the confrontation. The once pristine white sand now bore the crimson stain of the crabs' blood, which flowed freely from their severed limbs. In the area where the lifeless Kraken corpse lay, the sand was tainted with a dark blue hue, evidence of the creature's own peculiar blood.
Taking in the scene, Leon muttered to himself, "I can't believe I was able to do this all alone."
