Northern soared through the air, his twin-bladed staff glinting in the early morning light.
Black Mamba and Night Terror flanked him, their sleek forms cutting through the salty breeze like living shadows.
As they approached the monstrous creature, its true size became apparent—it easily dwarfed their ship.
The beast's maw gaped open, revealing rows of teeth as long as a man's arm.
It lunged forward, attempting to swallow Northern whole.
With a swift twist of his body, Northern dodged the attack, bringing his staff down hard on the creature's snout.
The impact sent shockwaves through the water, momentarily stunning the smaller beasts that swarmed around the monster.
Black Mamba seized the opportunity, diving into the churning sea.
His form weaved through the stunned creatures, the white lines on his body moving towards his hands and elongating into white, razor-sharp claws that ripped through flesh as he swam between monsters.
