Thinking about the locals, the magical wind died down as a thick, unnatural fog rolled over the water.
Visibility dropped to zero. The Sunken Stars, the bioluminescent abyss jellyfish were obscured, turning the world into a grey, suffocating void.
"Fog," Isabelle hissed, her horns twitching nervously.
"I can't see the water."
"It's not just fog," Damien said, his metallic voice low.
He tapped the side of his mask. Thankfully as a seventh-order powerhouse, his eye sight was many times better than a regular persons
However, just before he could make sense of what was in front of him, the music started.
It wasn't a roar or a scream that one would expect from beasts in the ocean.
Instead, it was a melody. High, sweet, and incredibly sad. It sounded like a woman weeping a lullaby.
...come to me... ...sleep... ...the water is warm...
The sound drifted over the waves, bypassing the ears and vibrating directly in the skull.
