I'm a Stingray?

Such a fin slap, had managed to utterly flip the sea-pancake a few times!

The result was annoying, but it didn't exactly cause any damage worth noticing, he was still as fit as a newborn baby.

But it still took quite a bit of effort to recover from the blow. His orientation and concentration had been utterly shattered by the blow, especially since he flipped a few times.

So now Timothy was putting in an effort to shake away those after effects. It required specific attention to progress towards concentration once more.

But there were other aspects that forced him to spike up concentration for the better. Simply speaking, the situation was growing severe so he needed to make every second count.

What managed to put pressure on him, was the fact that most of these sharks were recovering from the numerous attacks that had been done in the beginning.

More than half of them were chasing Osira, trying to slow her down as she was considered the main problem.

And it was fair to say that she was getting tired. Her black-light powers had been exhausted, they would likely need hours upon hours to replenish.

That aside, there wasn't enough blood across the waters to motivate and give her powers too.

So ultimately, the strongest warrior in this little team, was slowly losing the advantage in this battle. Meaning that the entire team was close to a collapse. Because it would be chaotic if the workload was evenly spread, as these friends were not equals in power!

This frightening realisation, has given Timmy a bit more motivation to contribute further into this battle. He did not want to die, neither did he wish for the group to share any similar fate.

So the little stingray began flapping his fins, for the sake of charging towards a shark that was the closest to reach!

It wasn't the time to get revenge on the shark that tried to kill him, such hate had to be buried for now.

As he was approaching this target that was just several meters away, he thought about using a power-move that was new as well, but it might pack quite a punch.

It was the best time to use any power that was to their disposal, the tides of battle need to be turned to their favour again.

So his fin muscles began putting in quite some extra work, so he could spin like a barrel and continue to swim forward at the same time.

It was a tedious effort, because every muscle on his fins had to be put into work to make it happen. His spine was the balancer in this process, and his foot-long tail played the same role.

After managing to spin a few times, the hero thought that now was the best time to activate the actual attack.

That was why he openly shouted, "Blue-moon!"

Such a direct command, began shifting the water against its utter natural will.

The waters were pushed aside in all directions, all for the sake of allowing a thin and long air tunnel to open up between it!

This tunnel had a prime intent of spinning any enemy, for the sake of inflicting disorientation.

Normally it would be effective. But since the enemy weighed over half a ton, it would be quite impossible for the tunnel alone to spin this bastard.

However, there were other portions of this power move that could prove as quite effective, and they were swift to become boldly apparent.

The air tunnel began dragging in thousands of fractions that featured the colour blue.

These bits were dragged out of the water walls, and swiftly began delivering the effect that it was supposed to do.

A misty cloud of blue-particles, were swift to crash right against the enemy's face!

And the actual effect began revealing itself. The greatest hint was given, once the shark drastically changed directions.

Initially, both sides of the stick were preparing to crash against one another. But now, the massive great-white had simply crashed against the ground.

It was easy to notice that the power-move, has forced this enemy's eyes to roll a few times, which explained the heavy crash.

But the shark was also a bit spooked. Because in the sight that this wretched enemy could ponder, Timmy had disappeared out of the thick waters.

That was what the illusional portions of this power-move provided, and it proved quite effective.

The hero felt quite satisfied with the result, so he began targeting another enemy. This crashed fool needed a bit of time to recover from the blue-moon's blow, so there was no need to focus on an enemy too long.

Instead, the hero was charging against another great-white who too had decided to try and slaughter the little stingray.

In this case, it hilariously was convenient for an enemy to directly attempt murder. Because for the blue-moon ability's illusional effects to work, the enemy had to witness its complexing power.

So the hero spared no second, and was swift to activate this power again with the aid of a shout. It was convenient how this attack could not be exhausted. He could use it thousands of times a day if he pleased, and each use would help attain its mastery.

However. Once this enemy clashed with the air tunnel and all of the blue-particles that came along with the collision, the finishing result was almost predictable.

The great-white lost utter control of its orientation, and could only crash against the ground after only a short matter of time.

But since the two combatants were already too close to each other, even before the attack had been successfully delivered; it was inevitable for them to physically crash against another!

Such a fate had demanded grand reflexes from Tim's side. Because no one could guarantee that this out of control shark's jaws, would not land against the hero's skin.