Chapter 32.4- Doom Days

Another point-me sent my bolting straight north. After three minutes, when I stopped and used another point-me, it sent me back the way that I had came. So that meant I had missed it. Not good, but not the worst thing in the world, either.

I kept moving through the water, certain that I had to be relatively close to the Merpeople settlement especially since I knew that three minutes of my water boost wasn’t so much that it would cover m ore distance than I could quickly swim. It took me two minutes of swimming to catch sight of the merpeople village. And when I did, I began swimming towards the hostages who were clearly chained in the middle of the village. SO focused was I on completing the task, that I barely noticed the tail of the giant sea serpent until it slammed into me and ent me flying to the ground. Coiled around the whole village itself, the giant serpent hissed in my direction.

I contemplated the best spell to use in an attack, and abandoned he thought just as quickly. Sea Serpents were just as hardy as dragons were, and in this case I would be fighting with three massive disadvantages— no lightning or fire magic considering our present setting, there was the fact that spells traveled through water slower than they did through the air so hoping to nail it with a conjucvictis curse or something of the like, that I would have hoped to do against a dragon would basically be a waste of time, and then there was the fact that the entire task was being broadcast live preventing me from using anything truly dark in this to avoid being the subject of even more controversy.

I sighed and prepared to unleash a storm of magic when the creature turned its horned head in my direction again. It was like it was daring me to strike. And so I did. I sent five piercing hexes in the time it would have taken most to cast one. All five washed against hide stronger than steel as its tail came in my direction again. This time, I used the same water jet I’d been using for transportation to send me backwards before it crashed into me again. The tail shot through the hot water and the snake hissed from the shift in its surrounding temperature when I felt the need to facepalm.

It’s a snake. It’s a fucking snake. It came after me again, but this time I focused on pushing air backwards to create a bubble air charm. I didn’t need something to supply air for breathing. I just needed to be able to speak.