He wore a simple black tracksuit, covered his head with the hood. His head tilted downward, and shoulder-length blue hair fell out.
The gentle raindrops gained strength. They fell so hard that each strike on the skin caused a minor sting.
The half-octopus left the fishing boat. There were noticeable depressions on the metal, and she had broken the blades. That left the boat floating there like crippled prey at the mercy of its predator.
A loud scream rang as the first man was lurched out of the ocean. He collapsed on the fishing boat, shocked to stupor.
A good amount of water gathered behind the boat. The balding man looked around in great disbelief as they were moved away by the ocean itself.
This had to be a water control skill, he thought. But why did this one feel like it was more than just a water control skill?
The half-octopus sensed Levi heading for her, so she quickly hardened her tentacles. All eight of them were covered in what looked like blue ice.
