I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 129: The brown death

There was no reason to continue the debate any further. Timothy charged forward and so did the enemy. But he knew better than to charge directly at the enemy's mouth for the sake of landing a blow.

In the midst of his road towards collison, the sea disk took a sharp right turn to gain a bit of space, enough to make a proper left turn afterwards towards the enemy.

This type of manoeuvre didn't only buy a few extra seconds but also aided to land a strike on spots where the enemy wouldn't be able to counter attack enough.

Considering this enemy's size, he didn't want to land a strike right on the middle of the body but instead moved a bit lower. The prime intent was to steer clear of that mouth. He didn't know exactly how much damage this enemy could cause but doesn't want to figure it out either.

Finally colliding after what felt like an eternity, his barb struck the enemy right where he imagined a lobster's hips would be and instinctively unleashed all the venom that was piled up in his tail.

What was originally a stab, became a cut as well because the built up momentum managed to drag the barb across flesh for half a foot. It didn't seem like plentiful damage on an enemy this big but it managed to cause a shout fueled with pain.

Once landing the blow, he avoided immediately taking any sharp turns just because the enemy could turn her body around and land a nasty bite. But after swimming a few feet away, he swam towards the former point he floated above before this battle had begun.

It didn't take much time to realise that the enemy was charging straight forward like a crazed bull on drug addiction. The lobster was mad and craved flesh and bone itself!

Knowing what his advantages were, Timothy flapped his fins against the water a bit harder than in usual high pressure situations, and therefore lunged upwards while the enemy slipped underneath.

He was in luck how this crazed lady avoided biting up, or else the young man would have faced damage enough to possibly stop this battle.

For once he made a quick sharp turn right after and charged towards the enemy whom was still charging forward or at least trying to slow down.

Catching up, his jaws sunk right on the lobster's middle back and the fins were used to hold on as well but their grip-less smooth surface could only do so much.

Half a second later, his barb sunk against the enemy right underneath the middle back ~ it sank all the way in and forced the enemy to unleash another shout.

Seeing that the enemy was yet to twist around to land any bite, he pulled out the barb and then bashed it in again to inflict more and more pain.

He managed to notice one thing, this enemy was indeed bigger and had rougher skin too, but it was still pale in comparison to another enemy. Short said, these lobsters were as empty inside as the shrimps, literally.

After landing about 4 strikes with his tail, Timmy bursted up towards the sea waters and took with him a chunk of meat ripped off the enemy's back. He could not feel any crunchy bones but such a bite will surely leave a painful burning sensation.

The best solution now was to swim a few feet away and allow the enemy to rage in every language it knows. Once he managed to attain another gaze on the lobster, he noticed how movements were slower than before.

She was charging forward but it was in half the speed compared to just a moment earlier, which feels like a large advantage because before he escaped from this enemy's full speed all thanks to pure luck.

Gazing above the crowd of lobsters, he managed to spot a coating of white on the other end of the crowd. Thankfully they weren't battling which proved as a great advantage for the deal Tim had just made, because if they continued the battle, this attempt to stop the mass slaughter would prove worthless.

Focusing back on the big lobster he was battling, it became easier to notice that she had swam too close by now. Out of a sudden, she leaped upwards and managed to jump a good 2 meters above the sand.

With a quick attempt, he slapped the fins in the opposite direction but managed to sink down just by half a foot because such a movement was unusual for the whole body.

The big lobster lady slid above the young man's head and skin managed to touch skin through it, but thankfully he was flat bodied so no friction was caused by this collison, making the enemy only slide away.

But...

When the two bodies touch, by reflex his tail perked up and curled forward. It took no effort whatsoever for it to sink in flesh and the enemy's weight aided for the cut to continue and at the same time sink deeper against the brown belly.

One thing he did not notice was the fact that just a bit more venom had regenerated since he last used it. So through the cut, this same cell burning substance had been unleashed on the lobster which made this strike all the more dangerous.

The lobster landed on the ground and afterwards crawled a few steps before her legs shook in the attempt to stay up. This battle was close to being over and he charged forward to leave a handful of more wounds to finish this quicker - as if the 50 centimeter cut wasn't enough!

[Western rock lobster killed. 1 system point has been given to you as a reward.]

[Since this species is an abomination compared to most in this environment, you get an additional 10 points.]

[Total system points = 472]

This came in as a bit of a shock. He knew that the dealt damage was strong enough but expected for this lobster to die after a few more shots. This only made him think, "These lobsters are empty inside as well. Their size and anger is just for show."

He did not notice that the other patch of brown lobsters had already reached and managed to give a peek to this battle. And now that it's over, the crowd was roaring in disbelief and rage. A lot of them wanted to move in and rip this little stingray in half but a deal is a deal.

Another big lobster, perhaps the biggest one in this entire patch of brown species, had bashed itself through the crowd just to deliver a message of his own to the winner. This one had to be at least a meter long, which makes it a true abomination of nature. Once it spoke, it became easy to determine that this one was a man.

This big lobster raged through a sentence, "You killed my daughter! I don't know how but you killed her!"

"Your daughter was the easiest kill I ever handled." Timmy answered, obviously a big fat lie but he aimed to mentally torture this big lobster.

At this point he felt that the lobster was going to explode, he began shouting even louder now. "I am the king of these lobsters! And I declare you as an enemy of my community!"