I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 200: Masculinity

"Well fuck." Uttered the hero under his breath.

Because evidently, the situation had turned for the worse. From anything that he expected for this new day to bring, this was not of them. But regardless of how bizarre it was, this situation had to be taken under his firm control.

That was the favourable idea, but right now he didn't have the faintest clue regarding what he should do first. Osira was still raging in all directions, and these humans shared almost the same pace.

He had noticed that throughout the chaos, one human had raised their spear-gun and was aiming directly towards the hero of this reef. If this was the first time he experienced such a situation, this would be terrifying. But he unfortunately had a bit of experience when it came to facing off humans who had such weaponry.

So naturally, he had a brief idea of how to handle the situation against these agitated fishermen. With that in mind, he began charging forward but after a swift second; he sank downwards for the sake of confusing the enemy.

And it proved as a splendid move. Because right after, he heard the whistle of a spear that flew above his head, along with the disturbance it caused across the waters.

It bought the boy an advantage, as it didn't seem possible for this human to grab another spear at the moment. Killing these enemies felt weird at least, but it was also impossible once considering his current level of strength.

Yet, it didn't mean that he couldn't cause damage that would be worth remembering. So without even a hunch of hesitation, he latched on this human's crotch.

On the contrary to what one would expect, he didn't do anything intimate. But instead, his beautiful barb had sunk against the human's anus. It was damage worth while, and in this case it seemed abusive.

But in a lot of views, there was nothing that could hurt a man more than being stabbed in the ass, from any marine animal. The actual wound wasn't as impactful as what it would do to one's pride.

This human was rendered powerless now, so the young one latched off him and charged towards the next target. It was proven as the right choice, because the human he had just attacked, was swimming upwards the ship now; that was floating above their heads.

Upon further observation, it was noticeable that this next human was not armed, nor did this one intend to go around hurting random fishes. The water was freezing cold considering that it was the break of dawn, so naturally all these humans were aiming to get out of the waters.

Most of them got out, apart from a single human who was brave enough to return after taking a breath of air on the surface.

This enemy was not carrying just one but two spear-guns, and they were noticeably loaded. It felt difficult to avoid these weapons, as it would require him to build a couple of battle plans for the sake of avoiding both shots.

Tricky indeed. And while Timmy was thinking it through, this wild human was already aiming at the small target, and instantly pulled the trigger.

Within less than half a second, the same spear launched against the blue-dotted pancake! This weapon's ability to pierce through the waters at such admirable speed, was frightening.

And it managed to bash some instincts through the boy's mind. Likewise, he put it into use and swiftly swam up with the aid of a single fin-slap against the water.

It was effective enough. He moved out of the spear's projectory, but the momentum that such a fast moving weapon had, was troublesome. As it managed to pull the boy's body back, flipped it too and steered it away from proper orientation; even though it didn't make any contact with the little one's flesh.

Clearly, this human wanted trouble or more accurately, this agitated enemy wanted the hero dead and on a sushi plate.

Considering such hostility, Tim did not want to hold back either and aimed to poke several holes through this enemy. Each stab had a goal of being hostile!

But for the moment, his main focus was to locate the enemy. Within a few seconds, he managed to find this raging human but it wasn't fast enough. As its spear was already pointed towards the sea-disk, ready to be triggered.

That's when a shout was heard across the waters, "Yee-haw!"

Although bizarre, it didn't take much effort to understand that this shout belonged to the same lady-fish who was raging around in all directions, like a crack addict. It was Osira of course, and she was getting closer.

Her shout was most definitely loud, but clearly the human wouldn't understand a fishy language. Regardless of that fact, it didn't stop the pace that this situation was syncing in.

After a blink of an eye, a super-fast-moving bit of light had bursted through the waters. It had a heavy value, as its raw power managed to overwhelm this foul human; more accurately, the weaponry this agitated man was carrying.

After the black-light had struck the spear-gun, the raw power was enough to break the weaponry in half! It had managed to push the enemy off balance as well: and likely broke a wrist, if not both.

But the human was still in tact, although squealing in pain. The battle was established as finished, all thanks to that one attack. So the enemy began swimming up for the sake of climbing back in the ship. Fear was noticeable on this grown man's tone, his way of swimming showed such hints as well.

The little stingray didn't want to leave it just with that. If it wasn't for reflexes, that spear could have shot the little boy dead. So without hesitation, he began charging towards the fleeing coward; and perked his tail forward.

His attempt was proven pale in comparison, when a black-coloured fish had struck right against the human's head, at speeds that would definitely break the average barrier. Well, at least in terms of what acceleration that most fish could achieve around here.