He was sent flying straight into the cold water, sending forth a ripple as his hands hurriedly reached for the eye mask he wore, pulling it off his face.
"Hey!" he screamed, glaring at the window where a golden gaze bobbed up.
It was none other than Orrelith, her face ablaze with a fiery expression, and to Ryuk's faint astonishment, a pink hue dusted her cheeks.
"Hey, what was that for?" he shouted, feeling the injustice.
"What were you doing in my room?" she retorted coldly as Ryuk's eyebrows rose.
"What? You asked me to pick the one I liked," he said, one eyebrow arched.
"You chose the wrong one!"
"Wrong one? Tch, you could've said that before..." Ryuk thought in disbelief, his teeth grinding as he glared at Orrelith, whose expression remained unapologetic.
But then, his head snapped away from her, his gaze dropping downward—not to himself, but beneath him.
GRUUUUUUUM
GRUUUUUUUM
Ryuk heard the sound, distinct from the crashing sea waves, emanating from below.
