The Roar Of The Ocean
Sorceries
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"THERE'S A STRANGE CREATURE BY THE BEACH!" someone's screams sounded.
The deg!
This made Tivana's face turn pale, the woman looked back through the tail of her eyes— towards the window that was not far from there.
At his sight the faint shadows belonging to the human body flocked running towards the place mentioned in the loud cry earlier. What else if not the beach.
Tivana's premonition is bad, just by digesting for a moment the sentence that is inside yelling—the facial image of the two young sirens that this woman suspects are her children appears. Overshadowing thoughts.
Were they caught?!
I didn't say I wasn't approaching the beach.
I told them to wait!
Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit!
"My kids!" muttered Tivana a little panicked, she turned back her gaze towards the portal of liaison between herself and Johan. There was still that man there, waiting in silence.
"Lend me your magic—?!" pinta Tivana suddenly thoughtlessly once she turned her eyes away.
"I don't want to lose my children anymore."
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Tivana stretched her legs slowly, the cold surrounding the area around the woman's body. In view of it from a distance, the backs of humans who are none other than the neighbors— while standing close to the beach area.
Maybe because of the discovery of the corpse of the former comedian last night, so they become very, very sensitive to something that feels awkward. That's why they are excited; flocking closer and finding out something that feels awkward.
This even makes Tivana display a disgusted face. Somehow he felt amused by the basic nature of humans who were always curious. If humans knew, excessive curiosity can sometimes bring disaster.
Better not to know anything than to be involved with a problem. Aye? |
Grunting softly, Tivana then turned her eyes. This time it's headed towards the wreck of the comedian's tail. There's no one else there.
Lfs nice.
No one's gonna notice Tivana's gig.
Capitalizing on the magic that Tivana borrowed from Johan, the woman then turned the direction of the step towards it. He recited a mantra. The cold around the body becomes more intense. Fog is slowly created, it is formed because the air on the surrounding surface cools; under the speed of light winds.
"Thank you Children, this is the first and last time I'm helping you comedian." whispered Tivana flatly as she looked down on her husband's tail.
Thanks to the borrowed magic, a thick fog was created. Blur the view around except for Tivana's. That was why this woman was able to act calmly after some time ago being struck by panic.
It was fortunate that Johan was willing to lend a single-use medium-level magic to Tivana without a second thought as soon as he asked.
Back again to the main point, Tivana's footsteps slowly slowed down as the short distance between him and the corpse of the comedian. In his eyes for a moment. The suddenly thickened fog drew panic from the surrounding residents.
Their voices looked confused. Not a little of them are afraid. They look at their eyes even though they know they can't see anything using their eyes.
All right, ignore that. For a few seconds the woman who was very close to the corpse of the comedian was only able to remain silent. Honestly, he was very reluctant.
Why help the comedian.
Siren is savage.
He's the bastard who took your human life!
Destroying yourself as good as he can.
Toying with you and tricking you, Tivana!
Once more.
"It's all I do because of the kids." The monologue itself cuts the rope that ties the tip of the comedian's tail using magic to break it.
Bugh!
The sound of falling objects then sounded. Tivana is quite cruel to treat comedians, don't get me wrong—ini all out of revenge. Not more.
After seeing the corpse of his tail falling onto the surface of the sand, dark purple tentacles appeared behind Tivana's back. This was one of the few borrowed magic that the woman had borrowed. Without a second thought, the object moved; headed towards the corpse of the comedian and lifted him up.
Time to throw this thing back into the ocean, said the inner goddess Tivana sarkas as she continued to waddle away from there near the edge of the sea opposite to the humans.
The sound of waves is heard. Tivana. Feet layered a pair of sandals felt wet, sea water swept slowly both ends of the legs of the woman. Momentarily silent, Tivana then continued the pace of— moving towards the waters a little deeper so that she could change shape into a siren.
When the sea water had reached the chest; Tivana took off all the clothes, the tentacles carrying the corpse of his tail vanished along with the slowly changing form of Tivana. Sharp nails, scales, and fins until gills pop up. Tivana wanted to dive, but before that—with half a heart she had to put a hand over her husband's tail fin. Who else if not the comedian, so that this woman can bring the creature bernotabe the couple to the deep sea or rather to the direction where her children are waiting. That is if they really wait.
Tivana needs to check again later, who knows one of the young sirens is desperate to move closer to the mainland again. Especially the young female siren, Tivana does not know her name. It is only natural that they did not get to know.
Fuck ya!
Better focus on what he has to do right now. Convinced that he had held the ice correctly, Tivana then swam diving. Sea water ripples are heard due to the flutter from the tail fin. Moving towards the deep sea, Johan's magic above the surface slowly disappeared.
Tivana swam deeper and deeper without looking back, she swam to the last place she left the children. The pale-colored scales again gave off the original color. Bright peach. Very beautiful with its own charm.
Finding the last place Tivana left the two young sirens, he saw a familiar figure who last night was quite whining for help to his figure. If it is not wrong to name the boy Lin, the young male siren that Tivana thinks is acting very funny. He displayed a look of alarm, seconds before noticing Tivana's presence.
Want to feel spoken.
Mom's home! To the young siren.
Although Tivana was hesitant, somehow her tongue was a joke.
"Papa?!" screeches then rang out, slapping Tivana's cheek hard until resuscitating her back to reality.
Swimming, reaching for the comedian's tail.
Grabbing the object from between the fingers of Tivana's hand to be hugged comfortably. Tivana saw the look of longing emanated from the two beads of the young siren's eyes.
Tivana's feelings become chaotic, somewhat dislikeful but trying to remain ignorant, this woman chose to throw away the view of— looking for the brother of the young male siren who was nearby despite the affection of the existence of the figure that Tivana was looking for; nil.
There's nothing there.
Frowning.
Tivana's hand raised up turned over Lin's body.
"Where is your brother?!" ask this woman later.
Don't tell me, that one's really close to land. FUCKIN' SHIT!
Just be right.
Though already commemorated, Tivana hope that the young female siren is not caught by the human eye.
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