I'm a Stingray?

At first Timothy noticed that the enemy swam a bit lop-sided.

Such an approach ruined the little calculations regarding what attack he wanted to deliver; so of course this problem had to be fixed.

Likewise the hero shouted, “Soul snare!”

And almost instantly, his soul linked with that of the enemies.

The hero endured the tiny shock that came along with this power-move. The adrenaline he attained from his own ideas was more impactful in comparison!

With the aid of nothing but a thought, he managed to control the enemies movements to a limited extent.

This creature was large so his lack of full control was reasonable at least. And he only needed a little control anyway, so this situation was convenient.

Thanks to the soul-snare attribute, he could force the enemy’s tail to change directions just a little bit.

It was enough to force this foul creature, to swim directly towards the hero!

Such an idea sounded wholly suicidal, especially since this fish proved itself stubborn and strong!

But strategy was one characteristic that the hero never lacked, he was well prepared to face this freak of nature!

While the enemy approached, the hero found that it was the best time to unleash the second portion of his plan...

So he slapped the water with his fins once, just to push his entire body backwards by a hunch.

And then he yelled, “Grey-tail!”

Necessarily, a six-foot long tail generated within a blink of an eye. So the hero felt prepared to deliver the attack he had planned for!

Anyone would realise that it was a bad idea, to crash against a fish who was simply covered with green-tar; Timothy was one of those aware individuals.

So he slapped the waters with his fins one more time, and used his upgraded strength as an advantage.

All he wanted to do was to position himself, right under the enemy’s belly right now...

As that foul fish flung right above him as expected, the hero used this marvelous opportunity to fulfill his plans!

That marvelously large grey-tail struck right across the enemy’s belly, which was enough damage on its own.

But then the sea-pancake inflicted yet another swipe across the gravell-fish's abdomen!

So ultimately, Timothy had carved a cross right through this opponent’s dried out stomach!

The damage seemed most definitely plentiful, but he wasn't so satisfied yet.

So he swung against this large fish one more time, before it entirely swam over his head!

Technically a tail shouldn’t be used like a blade. But the grey-coloured transparent tail did exactly so ~ it was simply a marvelous attribute.

However, by now the tail had disintegrated. Sure the sea-disk had gotten tens of swings of this weaponry, through his journey back home, but he was far from mastering its use.

In fact he was surprised that the tail even lasted that long…

As for the enemy, well it had suffered more damage than the team expected!

The cuts had been deep and thorough enough, to actually split this bastard in three pieces!

And Osira was swift enough to deliver her type of blessing, right after the hero landed the last cut!

In the same second that the gray-tail broke, she reached the scene and crashed right against this bastardous fish!

Logically this would be considered suicidal, as she could have crashed against the tary-portions that this opponent carried.

Which itself could have been hazardous.

The team didn’t even understand what this green substance on the fish’s skin was. Obviously they had no idea what effects it could bring.

Yet thankfully she escaped unscathed. And she managed to ram the enemy so hard, that the large fish truly ended up in three large pieces!

Sure she wouldn’t be powerful enough to do that alone, the stingray hero’s cuts did most of the work.

But her contribution was crucial, especially since this foul fish couldn’t retaliate from such a grand attack!

Those three body-parts simply fiddled across the waters for a few seconds, before they crashed against the large tunnel’s tar-filled ground!

One would expect that the enemy would rise again now, since the tar itself helped it replenish wounds before.

But such a thing was far from happening.

The team could finally heave out a sigh of relief, they could finally relax and focus on their prior ideas - as this foul creature had met an absolute end!

The team felt peaceful for a quick second, but that was when the black grouper realised an important detail.

After a few mumbles she shouted, “Where did Gerlach go? Tell me that I didn't drop him!”

“You did,” A familiar tone reverberated from afar.

“What the hell…” Timothy mumbled after he briefly caught up with what was going on.

From the far distance they witnessed a tiny creature getting closer. But that soon proved to be confusing.

Because that same marine-animal seemed larger, the more it approached. Typically this wouldn’t be a problem but this same creature was Gerlach!

And at the moment he seemed a few times larger in comparison to earlier on!

The old man was at least two feet long now! And it seemed that his four-pairs of legs that were stretched along his abdomen, behaved more like thin fins now!

Such a perspective was proved correct once the team comprehended, that this geezer swam at a good speed now!

Although quite casually, Gerlach swam about two-miles-per-hour at the moment.

It wasn’t a drastic number, but it was far better in comparison to before when he couldn’t swim at all!

Once the old man got close enough to the rest of the group, he peeked at Osira and found it the best time to tease the black-grouper a little bit.

Which was why he recited, “I’d appreciate it if you don’t drop me again, fine miss. I just had quite a swim through that tar.”

“Wow you’re huge now!” Dana broke into the conversation and pointed out the obvious.

As for the lady that this geezer talked to, she was quite stunned for words right now; she couldn't follow along in the same conversation.

But after a few seconds she still managed to ask, “How do you feel? You look so different now.”

“I feel powerful actually,” Gerlach was swift to point out.

And then practically he talked to himself, “I don’t know what that thing down there is, but it’s surely related to the holy-tar somehow; this is some valuable information indeed.”

It was tremendous how he considered knowledge more important, than the fact that his body had changed right now ~ but such a characteristic was refreshing at least.

After a moment he continued, “My entire body has improved, and I can even sense that my impure thoughts have gone away. My brain feels sharper than it ever was before...”