The shouts of victory echoed across the deck of the ship as the sailors celebrated the death of the Devourer of Ships, watching it sink rapidly because of its enormous weight.
Victor, covered in blood and sweat, smiled modestly at the crew. He looked at the rusty harpoon in his hands, the weapon that had decided the fate of that terrible sea creature, and drove it into the monster again, giving it an honorable end. It was better to sink with the corpse of the Devourer of Ships and be lost at the bottom of the sea than to return to the dusty warehouse.
When Victor felt the water touch his feet and realized that the sea monster was sinking, he remembered his main task and also the reason for having made a hunt for this creature, so he threw himself back into the raging sea.
The sailors, confused by Victor's sudden action, stopped celebrating and watched him dive back into the rough waters.
"What's he doing?" one of the sailors asked the others, confused.
