I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 104: First home (2)

Staggered by the little stingray's confidence enough to be offended by it alone, after failing to bite through the target, Harold yielded a gaze.

His head was slightly tilted to the left as a sour patch of words escaped through those awful jaws, "The end? For me? You're as pathetic as your sibling."

With such a topic tampered, the fat eel used the growing hostile expression on the hero's face to add. "I'd like to say that he was a good meal... but you motherfuckers are really bony."

Unwilling to allow this bullshit of an expression to escape unpunished, Tim instantly charged towards the fat bastard.

No intent in this battle was good willing, likewise his tail pointed forward with the aim of summoning the banana formation.

The salty sea waters themselves were forced into trouble, as what little friction was in between the two fighters, managed to slow down the stingray by at least a bit - all thanks to his fins being spread wide as the stinger was heading towards the one and only target.

Harold opened his jaws like a blood craving shark and waited for the much appraised stingray to swim right between those jaws that can easily bite off flesh and bone.

Collision became the inevitable. The first was avoided but the second one was on a stroke of luck. The little sea pancake managed to bash that marvelous barb right through the eye, the entire thing managed to bash in.

Timmy almost thought that he scratched the enemy's skull but Harold set into rage right after and began slashing his thick head around, all thanks to the sharp pain that has spread bigger than the struggle of death itself.

It only took a couple of seconds to get tossed far from where the first collision had its root. But since they fought in the open, it didn't exactly prove troublesome for the youngster as water aided to cushion the toss and bit-by-bit grant a sense of proper orientation.

Right after a second, his senses tickled once the accursed eel unleashed a shout. "I can't see anything! You bastard!"

His emotional intelligence had worked a lot these days, situations like this truly explain why such a part of the brain would be honed by a tenth.

So the youngster let out a phrase solely powered by emotion, "You were blind anyway, what's the difference? Your soul is darker than the deep mist itself. Those eyes on your head were just a formality."

[Smart]

"Thank you." Tim thought as he charged upwards to avoid the fat eel whom was charging straight ahead.

Feeling weird about being close to the enemy while control wasn't to his highest disposition, the hero continued swimming upwards for a meter more and then took a sharp right turn.

Aiding the confusion, afterwards he swam straight down and made it all the way underneath Harold, keeping a good distance of 2 meters for the sake of proper control of this battle.

With an opportunity spotted, the somewhat calculative sea pancake dashed straight forward towards the target.

But the enemy was struggling a bit too much, panic had taken place in that dark hard of his for sure so the tail was just swishing around in all directions.

That forced the boy to lean his whole body to the left, it took a strong slap against the sea to suddenly shift in such directions.

His tail curled into a U-formation, the strong fins stood straight and stiff as possible just to get closer to the target - lowering the chances of missing the strike.

Barb finally met flesh a split second after, the starting point was right near the anus. He could feel the enemy flinch but for once that unique spot wasn't the target.

Regardless of what the wishes were, the momentum he had built up with those healthy fins, helped to drag the tail upwards for a little while. The result was a foot-long cut even though an eel's skin was tougher than what enemies he had mostly faced up until this point.

"You small cunt!" Harold yelled out after the cut was delivered.

But even before that sentence was let out fully, another sharp pain was inflicted against the meter long enemy, all thanks to the rough barb that sunk deep in flesh once and then again.

After those shots, the bastardous eel began slithering around a bit too much. So for safety's sake, the hero took a route that directly led away from the battlefield.

Every bit of his battle had worked to the young man's advantage. But apart from rendering the enemy blind, the landed shots weren't enough to kill an enemy who was at least 10 times bigger and countless times tougher.

A yellow portion of speed blew across the waters, catching anyone with vision or at least good senses, by surprise.

It headed straight towards Harold, and a second later, another one of his shouts sounded out. "Fuck!"

A familiar figure echoed across the waters after the enemy sounded out, although it was 10 meters away, the hero could see easily who it was.

Tad bit pissed off about it, he shouted. "The hell are you doing here?"

"What does it look like?" A feminine tone hollered back, without a single regret in her tone. "I'm saving your ass!"

Noticing that it was none other but his sibling Haze, the young hero continued the screaming competition with an answer. "My ass was completely safe, I'm winning!"

Harold entered to a fit of rage right after, blindness was a dilemma no doubt but he still managed to charge directly towards the newcomer.

At the same time shouting out, "I will eat your sister the same way I ate your brother!"

Considering the most recent attack, she was just a meter close away from the meter long enemy. So just a second after she could hear those jaws clap and the momentum that the panicking body of the eel managed to produce, dragged her in closer towards danger.

The first bite was a complete miss but the second one... sucked the lady right near the jaws ~ close enough to land a deadly bite.

Haze's whole short life flashed before her eyes as those jaws whom were stained with bloody dots, were closing in to land a bite.