One would have expected him to sink, but the surface of the water had turned to liquid glass, strong enough to support Ryuk's weight.
Circular ripples spread with every step he took.
The waves around him splashed powerfully, and a sudden explosion of golden light, mingled with dark, venomous liquid spraying into the air, drew his attention.
High above, eight massive tentacles writhed and lashed around wildly in the sky, but that wasn't all.
Colossal worms extended from a golden-haired figure standing atop one of the golden worms, engaged in a fierce battle of threads and tentacles.
This figure was none other than Orrelith, her hands spread wide.
Slits had opened in her palms, each birthing three enormous golden worms with gaping maws lined with rows of sharp fangs.
They lunged and twisted toward the approaching tentacles, gripping and ripping them apart with a single bite, venomous liquids raining down from the sky.
