I'm a Stingray?

It didn't take much convincing for the hero to munch on this carcass. The system recommended it so, and his belly felt less bloated by the passing second.

In every way possible, he was ready to eat again. So he began taking a few bites off the carcass, and slowly felt its positive effects.

Thanks to the growth sprout he had a few days ago, every bite he took was larger now; well at least in comparison to the past.

In exchange, the positive effects managed to arrive a bit quicker thanks to that very reason.

And it proved useful in another aspect as well. For example, a full-grown barracuda gave only thirty points of health, if consumed whole.

He only had space through those guts, to eat half of the carcass once more. But that's where the jaws came in.

He didn't have to take hundreds of bites in order to reap a few health points. Instead, the efforts were reduced in the tens ~ which was quite convenient, especially timewise.

Eventually he managed to eat to the point where he felt full, and thankfully the system came with good news this time.

[You have received fourteen-points of health from this feast,]

Such a quantity felt a bit smaller compared to what he should have gotten, but this barracuda wasn't exactly full-grown, so this made sense to a certain extent; either way, Timothy was pleased.

[Total health = 73/121]

Such a number itself, necessarily portrayed itself as plentiful. And rightfully so, as it could not be considered critically low whatsoever. Apart from that, it began getting rid of the major issues.

[One of your fin-bones has almost completely healed,]

[The little cracks have been sealed up, but the portions where the bone was completely broken; need a few more health points to heal]

[The bone itself is fully attached now, but the former broken spot has lines of cracks at the moment. But it's not a major problem in any way]

[As for your other couple of bones, they are in the process of healing]

[The broken portions aren't fully attached at the moment, but that can be fixed eventually]

[Blood-loss won't be a problem anymore, and it can't risk your life either]

[Muscle and tissue has regenerated through this feast. This will aid in terms of permanently stopping your bleeding]

"I can feel that," Timmy assured, as he put effort to feel the wound itself.

And then he continued to explain, "My fin feels tighter now, I almost want to try if it can move."

[Moving it is definitely a bad idea, so avoid it for now]

[The muscle and tissue will help keep your broken bones in place. So if you accidentally move, the chances of causing further damage is low]

[Necessarily, every gained health point will be more effective now, in terms of regenerating bone health and muscle mobility]

"You're a really powerful system!" The sea-pancake had an urge to compliment.

Who would have ever thought that severely broken bones could be healed this quickly?

[That, I know]

[But right now I recommend you to slumber,]

[The pain can't kill you anymore, so it's safer to sleep. However, I do recommend that your friends transport you to a hidden spot]

[That way, no predator would have a chance to hurt you]

"Understood," He agreed after pondering these words for half a minute.

He understood that any bit of movement would hurt more than hell itself, so he didn't exactly want to risk it.

But safety came as a priority, so he had to put in effort for such a matter, and embrace it with many bits of strategy.

He peeked at Osira, and noticed that she might not be the best option for this idea.

This fine lady was a bit too tough, and tended to be rugged in every form of action she performed. Not to mention, it would be difficult for her to pick the hero up.

Afterwards he lent Gerlach a gaze, and was quick to figure out that he wasn't the best option either.

Sure the old man was tremendously powerful, but not in an aspect of moving any heavier object, without utterly obliterating their skin tissue.

It didn't take much thought to figure out that he wasn't the best for the job either.

And finally, he gave a quick peek at Dana; and swiftly decided that she could prove the best of aid in this predicament.

Even though she was only a skeleton, her body was plate shaped as well; so it wouldn't take much effort to climb on her back.

Without aiming to waste any time, he locked eyes with her and stated. "I need to climb on you,"

"What?" The latter instantly asked, as she felt a little embarrassed.

Clueless regarding why she had such a reaction, the sea-disk explained. "You heard the system, lady. I need to sleep in some hole, to be safer."

"Oh, that..." The eagle-ray skeleton was quick to catch up.

Right after, she agreed. "I guess that's fine,"

But the same lady was quite clueless at the moment, so she had to ask. "So, how do we do this?"

Thankfully the grey menace was always a step ahead when it came to plans, so he was quick to build an idea.

"Erg, come lay in front of me here." He was becoming aware of just how awkward these sentences were.

Yet he still failed to build up any better word play. Pain was barely an influence that clouded his mind right now, he legitimately was not capable of expressing himself in any different manner.

Yet thankfully Dana was cooperative, and did as she was told ~ while at the same time she tried to make sure that her long tail wouldn't hurt the hero's wounds.

"Better not get any funny ideas," The old man could not help but tease for once.

"Gerlach!" The skeleton shouted, as waves of embarrassment struck her pale face.

"Alright alright, my apologies." The culprit loosened up the tension instantly.

Although, it was easy to see that half a smile was still painted across his small shrimpy face.

Thankfully Dana had not moved away due to the strings of embarrassment, so the next step of this plan could be taken.

The hero thought through this process a little bit more, before he could firmly make a decision; thankfully those few moments were not put in vain, as the plan began portraying itself as flawless.

He requested, "Gerlach, I need you to slip under my wound."

"How come?" The latter questioned right away, as he didn't want to cause any damage.

With quite enough patience, the young man could explain. "I need you for balance. My other fin works well, but if I try to use it, my wounds will rub through the sand."

"And that would burn," The latter was quick to catch up.

"A lot," Timmy nodded in agreement.

As he began crawling towards the wounded warrior, the old man said. "Done deal then,"

And successfully managed to dig underneath the wounded fin, without even being noticed. Those tough arms that this shrimp possessed, were surely useful in many aspects.

Finally, Tim took a peek at the woman who was quiet until now ~ and was patient enough to slowly describe the rest of the plan.

This woman was the black-grouper of course, and she was the perfect teammate for this particular portion of the plan.

So the sea-pancake slowly explained her duty, just so no details were overlooked. "I need you to slowly push me over Dana's back, but don't rush at all, I really don't need more pain right now."

After the plan had been carefully deciphered, the whole team began putting their behind into work, although one more literally than the others.

Slowly but surely, the hero inched over Dana's back. To speed up the progress just a little bit, he had put the functioning fin into use.

This fin helped, even though the flaps were very light; such efforts were all made for the sake of attaining a bit of balance, while lessening friction at the same time.

The whole plan went almost flawlessly. Timmy felt a little bit of extra pain, but it was nothing in comparison to the sharp stabs he felt, when he tried to move the wounded fin in the very beginning.

Dana began lightly swimming after that point, but was quick to notice that her movements only damaged the wounded stingray.

So she put in a little bit of effort to swim higher, and that was when Osira swam underneath her and began carrying both of them; at a slow pace of course, because she had considered the strategist's words from earlier.

"Perfect," The sea-pancake expressed as he could feel the tension on his fin, loosening out.

And then he could order, "Find a hole we can hide in, but avoid the places that are too snug."

As that order was adapted, Gerlach was left behind a tad bit; but that wasn't a big issue as the team was swimming away slowly.

While he followed the bunch, he eventually expressed. "Can't believe that I'm spending my old years with these precious maniacs..."