It seemed dipping its hands into the water was enough to arouse a reaction from its kin.
Fourteen grotesque fish-monsters poked their heads out of the water.
A squad of them had been woken up from their slumber when they sensed one of their own was in trouble. Bloodlust flashed in their unblinking eyes when they saw the faint bloodstain a few steps away from Kai and Matilda.
Bloodstain from one of their own.
One by one, the fish-monsters jumped out of the water and landed on the mud.
Kai lowered his stance and clenched the scimitar in his right hand harder, and the black blade gleamed with mana. The air stills as the fish-monsters encircle them from all sides, spinning their tridents like a martial artist.
It was a worrying sight.
"Are you confident we can take out this many?" Matilda asked.
Her question made her seem doubtful, but her tone sounded like this would be a breeze.
"Maybe," Kai nodded and eyed her sharply. "As long as we cover each other's backs."
