"The Kraken Legion!! We're screwed!"
Mabubu screamed in terror as more than fifty massive creatures emerged from the distant shadows, each one the size of a Saint Lord Dragon, radiating an oppressive, dark aura.
Two massive eyes glowed eerily in the darkness, seemingly able to pierce through the void and lock onto any living being nearby.
"Shut the hell up!"
Bradley booted Mabubu clean off Aeloria's back. The panicked fishman hastily summoned a blue flying fish to catch himself mid-fall.
"Kraken...?"
The name triggered something in Orson's memory. On Earth, tales of the Kraken were legendary. In countless cultures, it was known as the monstrous sea beast that dragged ships and sailors into the deep.
The krakens in front of them were even more terrifying. Their bulk was monstrous, their skin rugged and rough like ancient coral, covered in arcane markings and battle scars.
