I feel the weight of my body shift to my feet as I try to balance on the rocking boat. I step forward and feel a wave of fear flowing through my bones. However, I can't detect any form of hesitation, and therefore I lift the hand which is holding the sword up and prepare for hitting the living threat.
But just as I'm about to slaughter our enemy, I hear someone behind me, shouting.
"John! It's a Belua Stulta Molesta! DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH IT!" That's Graham. I turn around and let my arm fall, confused.
The others are huddled together in the back of the boat, all watching me with wide eyes. I look behind me one more time and then decide the leviathan won't be able to kill us as long as it just keeps swinging its head like that.
I quickly place my foot in front of my other foot to not fall over, but due to me not looking where exactly I place it, I trip over a thing and fall towards my fellow humans.
Somehow I manage to not break my nose on anyone, but I immediately see that there's something else to worry about in the near future.
Water is entering our ship very quickly.
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