The Roar Of The Ocean
Ilay
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"Prince..all Sirens in the Gulf are DEAD, it's time for us to return."
Degh's?
Ana flinched, she was stunned silly in front of Ilda. The two eyelids of the female siren twitched; in disbelief. Mouth's shaking.
Huh huh? Beo Ana in heart. The hand that was suffocating the figure of Ilda suddenly weakened, the body of the female siren slumped down. He felt weak.
"M a t i?" reiterate Ana, again in disbelief.
This female siren is eager to turn her body around and swim out quickly, ascertaining the truth but what power—Ana as supplied dead; unable to move anymore.
Seeing the adorable behavior that Ana was showing, inevitably Ilda again chuckled in excitement. Justifying the position then approached Ana's body; one of her hands was raised. Carrying some of Ana's mane and then dyed it. Absolutely crazy, when viewed from the perspective of Ana who already has a partner. This included seductive actions and Ana did not like him at all, apart from she who had known the figure of Ilda—in fact what Ilda did was completely outside of what Ana was familiar with. So can the female siren assume that she does not know Ilda now? In order for the line of sanity between the memories of the past that contained the beautiful things about the Ilda, with what Ana had to do at the moment was not mixed. So that Ana can respond according to what Ilda gives without having to feel confused like a stupid creature. Even more so when he faced this kind of abuse.
Plaque!
Ana brushed off Ilda's hand, at least she managed to organize her thoughts before the mermaid figure returned to acting insolent. Snarling, Ana rises from the slump quickly and releases all the seagrass meadows that cover the nest door. Yes, even after that he was surprised by hundreds of foreign mermaids; surrounding the nest with each head of siren in their hands.
Sadistic. |
Ana clearly displays a face of shock, she has difficulty breathing if Ilda said not supporting herself from behind— can be sure the only female siren that may survive will fall unconscious. Ana was dizzy, she even saw Rivon's head there. Liveless with closed eyelids, obviously because the siren was only the head left.
Leaning on Ilda's shoulders, Ana's tears broke everywhere. Ilda gave his palm which was instantly reached by the female siren.
Crying; Ana asked Ilda.
"It's. I'm not real... isn't it?" in a soft tone, Ana sounded like she wanted to deny the reality that was clearly plastered right before her eyes. At Ilda, the only person he trusted most in the ocean after the comedian.
Although Ilda seemed reluctant to answer, she just enjoyed all the funny reactions Ana showed her.
Biting the inner cheek. Ana spoke again.
"Ilda? Tolo-ng jaw... ab me... this is all tid... ak is real, isn't it?" ask him once again, teary-eyed— which will but end nil. Just like before, Ilda seemed indifferent and very, very stupid to Ana's question.
He seemed to enjoy someone's suffering. |
Ill-mannered.
"The bastard." hissed, Ana took out her sharp nails and attacked Ilda blindly. Some of the mermaids were seen wanting to come closer to help the figure they called the 'prince' but Ilda forbade it with a gesture.
Ilda's back slammed against the wall of the nest, with Ana desperately attacking his body with everything he had. Like please; do as much as you want because this is—
"Not my body."
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"What?" para Ana was unconscious. He held back his claws then swam away as if he was keeping his distance from the figure of Ilda. The mermaid's dark blue blood can be seen contaminating seawater.
Ilda grinned.
He again chuckled happily. Licking the small corner of his wounded lip, this creature showed an extraordinary miracle of something called magic; by reciting a few words, all wounds healed unnoticed. Unlike the siren, if exposed to a little attack from a half-fish creature from another nation then it will be a very fatal wound because their regeneration ability to die.
But!
Let's put that aside, Ana thinks there's something much more important to her than that. For example, about Ilda who said 'not my body'—twisting the brain; Ana tried to examine the purpose of the fundamental speech.
Of course Ana did not want to be wrong, yes even though the patience of the female siren was no bigger than a rock. For the time being.
"What do you mean not my body?!" Half yelling, Ana prefers to ask so that her thirst for curiosity from all these question marks is slightly resolved. Just little! Doesn't matter!
Glancing mischievously, Ilda presented his best smile after a laugh. He knew Ana would be intrigued by the words she had just uttered, an easy trick to fight a labil— female. Trifling.
Ana really doesn't understand anymore. Ilda's behavior was too gray; it was hard to read that made the female feel doubtful at the first second she heard. Despite the great anger that Ana instilled, a small speck from the corner of her innermost heart still held the trust— on Ilda. Believe it or not. Whatever.
Ilda who wanted to open her lips to talk in order to give a little information to Ana suddenly flinched. So did Ana. Now what? The female inner siren again, when she saw Ilda's mouth open with an awkward expression and tried to spit out something.
Ana did not want to get close, even as her bead caught the pained look on Ilda's face. He just watched from the corner.
Strange clumps of flesh came out, somewhat in shock upon finding it. Ilda coughed very hard.
"OHAW! HUK! UHUK?!" until the saliva of the mermaid was seen.
The strange blob then changed shape, accompanied by Ilda who looked up with difficulty while displaying the most cruel face he had. As far as what Ana remembered, the look—dia was familiar with. It was Ilda; it was no mistake. She is an ILDA.
Feeling familiar, Ana thoughtlessly approached immediately. Ana looked at Ilda as she stared fixedly at the creature in front of them that slowly changed shape to resemble a mermaid.
The crazy laughter sounded again. The difference was that it came from the creature ahead there, not from Ilda. The female siren thought she was gradually able to understand. The first guess that this female thought was right, about Ilda's body possessed by something—although Ana had faltered in the midst of chaos because her sanity was at stake.
"Ilay." furious Ilda, immediately answered by the owner of the name.
"Ah~ you should have stayed asleep." she said, lightly. It was a foolish act that Ilda did to take over his body from the parasite.
"When I want to have a little more fun." he continued, this time in a serious tone that sounded threatening.
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