Erik's muscles strained. He swam as hard as he could despite the kraken getting further and further away. But, after just five minutes, its speed suddenly dropped significantly.
"There!" a victorious Erik exclaimed with a wide grin. "Growing up near the Norwegian coast with it's large fishing industry, you learn a thing or two about sea creatures. That thing is clearly a mutated squid, and they only have short bursts of speed, before being forced to resort to regular swimming."
Elora's anxiety dropped when she noticed he was right, and the squid was now traveling at a mere fraction of its previous speed. It's jet propulsion had ended.
Now, it was merely flailing its tentacles to propel itself forward, but with one of it's ten limbs missing, its movement was lopsided, making it even slower than it would otherwise be when swimming this way.
