Yet the compass was pointing there, hinting that the fang was somewhere in that direction.
That must mean the the closest land to this sea was miles away from him and he was going to be swimming for a long time.
With a heavy sigh, Haze made the first stroke and began to swim in the direction.
The current was harsh and as Haze swam, he had a horrible thought.
What if the black island beast was not a land animal?
What if it was a sea monster?
It made sense, that somewhere underneath these waters, there was a beast monster, quietly waiting for whichever brave or stupid soul dared to cross into its territory.
And here he was, swimming towards it with full speed. Haze supposed there was a thin line between braveness and stupidity.
At the moment, he was bordering on both.
He checked his profile
[Here's your profile]
[Name: Haze]
[Level: 3]
[Rank: 4th generation demigod]
[Strength: 35]
