I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 190: Pool creation

After they settled with following such an idea, it didn't take much time to reach the other end of the tunnel. Apart from some portions of their route being a tad snug, they didn't exactly have any trouble.

Timothy had started a minor fight, but he wasn't exactly included in it. On the contrary, he had just poked a shrimp's ass with his barb. The critter in question, had turned around and started a fight with another critter that was following along behind it.

It was a tad hilarious to see havoc break through them. And right now the little hero did not care about the title he had for these shrimp. King or not, he had plenty of reasons to vent frustration out somewhere - even if it was on his own subjects.

The camouflage trick was working like a charm. Apart from the grouper girl's tail, they were mostly invisible. And those who had seen the tail, shook their heads and thought it was delusion thanks to being overworked.

Once they've reached the end of the tunnel, the first idea became to start snooping around for tools. It was smart without a doubt, but in this case it proved useless. Simply because the higher ups weren't even nearly concealing such tools.

The couple of heroes could see various items on the bottom of the cavern. And near those things, floated a group of 10 marine animals who didn't exactly identify with any shrimp species.

It was difficult to identify which of these fish was the leader, because they all seemed: white, a tad big, and blob-like.

But one creature that the sea-pancake managed to identify, was the rotten president who had brought these sect bastards here to begin with. After seeing that white-legged menace, emotions were steering in his pea-sized heart ~ but neither of them were peachy. On the contrary, these emotions featured hate and murderous intent.

Before the couple of intruders could do anything, the blob-like fish sprung into action. Well it wasn't anything drastic, since a battle had not been started. But we can't say that the actual result wasn't as frightening.

These blobs began blowing out a substance out of their mouths. It was purple in colour, which just had made everything a lot more confusing. Because neither of these intruders could think of an under-the-sea liquid who had such colour.

A tad frightened, Tim and the lady wanted to do something. But considering the situation, a whole new set of plans was required for the sake of figuring something out: that would actually work.

As the two were observing in shock, one of these blobs went for another item. It was difficult to believe that these blobs hadn't been split in half, carrying such substance seemed painful, even though they never saw such an example before.

The blob in question, had grabbed what seemed small from a distance, but was surely a bit heavy. This thing was brick shaped and was just under a foot long. The greatest detail about this item, was the green colour it carried along with a faint hint of light.

He had expected this, since Osira had brought over such information. But a sigh of mild-shock was still released, because this brick was connected with a key memory. In the very beginning, when he was almost eaten by both an eel and a shark, he had found an exactly similar brick in a small den.

It's purpose was tremendously difficult to understand back then, but now it was certain that this accursed sect, used it. It was still difficult to understand how it worked right now, but they did know that such tools should be destroyed.

As these enemies were following along their procedures, the couple of heroes here were in a loud-whispered debate.

The lady was first to break the silence, as she was getting frustrated. "The tools are down there. What do we do?"

"We can't steal the tools from them now, there are hundreds of shrimp going down there." The latter answered and it did make sense.

President shrimp didn't seem to mind that hundreds of inhabitants were watching; it was almost as if they were all aware of the plan, but didn't rebel in any way for various narcissistic and fearful reasons.

Unwilling to allow for another tribe to be built, she began wiggling left and right for the sake of annoying the boy who had clung over her, and was willing to bring along reasoning.

That's why she stated, "I don't care if there are hundreds or thousands! We have to stop them and kill the most important enemies too!"

It was difficult to argue with such logic, and he didn't plan to keep the argument going for a long time - especially since one of the blobs had just dropped the green-brick on the pool of purple liquid!

Within a few seconds, the sea-pancake whispered a decision. "I will try to kill the blobs and the president too, one by one. But those blobs will try to attack me all the time, so I need you to bulldoze them away."

Caught up with most of the plan except for a single word, she asked. "Bulldozed?"

"Head-bud them." The blue-dotted boy assured, forgetting that fish had never exactly seen most human technology.

"Okay, I can do that." She assured, but that's when their vision was cursed with a realisation.

The pool of purple liquid had begun changing colour. It had started off with a single thread of blue substance, that was piercing in the middle; and then expanded on all other directions of the pool, in a branch-like manner.

It was beautiful to see, but in this case it posed an eminent threat! Now was the time to interrupt this nonsense. And seeing that there were only green-balls on the flooring near these enemies, pressure was building up on the other side of the stick.

That's when Timmy had wholeheartedly shouted, "Attack!

And without even the faintest hesitation, he leaped off the lady's back and began charging downwards at full speed! He craved to use a method that proved somewhat lethal before!