I'm a Stingray? Chapter 227: Bloodlust, definition

Since such a topic was opened, it beca a tad easier for Osira to follow along. Although she had to mumble through a few portions, the good lady could recall the key portions of what happened.

And she broke in the conversation by first stating, "The blood, it was calling ! It wanted there and I wanted to cause more blood too!"

That was impactful enough alone to hear, but she didn't stop there. "It was screaming for , I had no other choice but to do what it told !"

Although neither of them were unfamiliar with hunting, since survival itself was based on it under such circumstances - these sentences still felt impactful, and they were all becoming more uncomfortable than the other.

Well all of them but Gerlach, who was simply blooming with curiosity. He observed the young lady and everything she had said. That was why he could keep this conversation going, without fearing that death itself was near.

He had a few questions to ask, but the first one was rather simple. "How did you feel after you shooted out that new light?"

After a bit of contemplation, all she could answer was. "I felt relieved, light-headed too."

"Hmmm most interesting." The old man followed along.

And then stated what everyone was thinking but couldn't put into word, "Blood helped you unlock that power. But it eventually beca too difficult to handle, so all that power had to be unleashed sowhere."

Such a sentence led to asking a bigger question, "Can you shoot that sa red-light now?"

"Absolutely not!" The black-grouper assured with a thundering tone, "I tried it on our way here, and it didn't work. Without blood in the waters, I can't even think about doing that again."

"And you need a lot of blood to use it again, right?" The geezer asked just to be sure on a certain aspect of this discovery.

"Yes, a lot of it." She assured with a little nod, "The more blood there is, the more powerful I feel."

This topic had gotten a bit too heavy, Gerlach noticed how deep the atmosphere had beco and he didn't want to push the group into more worry. So he decided to seal the topic up as fast as he could.

That could be done by firmly stating his thoughts too, "Well I wish to congratulate you then. Because you have powers that no other tar worshipper ever had. Well at least I didn't see them use a power like yours, most of them tend to have only one kind of ability and use that over and over."

Such a statent had managed to push the lady into deep contemplation, making everyone await for her reply. But after a few minutes, she managed to find strings of confidence from this situation and allowed that to bloom.

The first thing she expressed was, "It can help us a lot if we fight against hundreds of enemies."

And then she counted, "Plus it won't make explode so no big deal."

"This is good for you and all, but let's rember why we are here." Tim swooped in after he heard all of what they had to say.

Then he continued, "We need to find a shark who has a missing fin... but we aren't even close to finding any clues."

After recalling that massive feeding spree, Gerlach had to weigh in. "Maybe Osira has killed them all?"

Unwilling to go back ho with uncertainty on his fins, the hero had to weigh in. "Maybe, but we still need to be sure or else Snoopy will co here and kill every shark in this area."

"Is that really a bad thing?" Dana questioned, wanting to stand out from the rest.

"Sharks are important I think." The hero argued after that, although he didn't know where he was going with this.

Gerlach could add his own thoughts here, it's fair to say that he was well inford in this topic too. "I'm afraid so, they help keep the waters from being over-populated by other fish, so killing them all is a bad idea."

Wanting to sound smart again, the skeleton-lady pitched. "Then we need to go out and search again, this could be the best ti since all those sharks had just been killed."

"You're right." The fluffy sea-pancake added, and wanted to get out of this little den as soon as possible.

But this day was rather insane so he had to take safety asures through travel. Earlier on he started the bloodbath by poking that shark, such mistakes can not be made again, he had even begun feeling a bit paranoid.

So as they floated towards the exit, he reminded. "We need to stay close to the sand and avoid any attention. These sharks love blood so let's try not to attack anything, or at least don't let attack anything."

Reasonable to say at least, they all nodded and so of them gave a little sigh. They were used to the boy's stupidity until now, even though so were aware of it more than the others.

And they felt certain that although the little boy's thods were chaotic to say at least, those sa chaotic ways of handling things had mostly worked.

Odd in a lot of aspects but they could find enough reasons to respect him, after all he was the hero of the whole reef that they had left behind.

Since silence had descended amongst the group, as they slithered their way deeper towards the west, embracing enemy territory; the system felt it reasonable to introduce what had a dium level of importance.

[You are in a state that's good enough to continue with the next task]

[Task 19 = locate and kill a blue crab]

It was true that he had a favourable state of being. Because through the forty-kiloter long travel, he was given several opportunities to increase his health, it was fully replenished at the mont.

But regarding where he could find such a crab, the boy didn't have the slightest clue and chances are that his friends didn't know anything either.