From the front
There is a low tide coming from the sea.
The waves don't recede.
Something is scratching under the sea, pulling water.
"Really?"
The dryer raised his head.
Maple leaf hair is brushed by the wind.
"I need to check."
at the same time as I said that
The three head to shallow waters where coral reefs are exposed.
The boundary between sand and water,
It feels like the sea is holding its breath everywhere you step.
The first thing that came to mind was
It was a skeleton.
covered in mud
a figure that moves as if being dragged out of the water.
As soon as it touches water,
Salty energy is blowing and the air is tingling and ringing.
Naird reacts immediately.
"Salt reaction... Back off."
Dried throws a dagger.
Surrey froze the joints of the skull
the next moment
The wave of vision bursts and the shape is shattered.
However, the debris does not sink.
The waves are rising again,
A black wobble grazed the surface of the water.
The sense of direction is off.
The front is the back,
It feels like my feet suddenly disappeared.
"Don't look at it with your eyes."
Naird speaks low.
"Feel flow."
At that moment.
Currents like tongs spring out from the coral.
a hard shell,
The shape of a crayfish swings the water itself like a blade.
The dryer turns its body
Open the wind.
The air separates the water,
A crossbow arrow penetrates through the gap.
I can hear the song.
It's not beautiful, it's not sad.
A sound that just makes you lose your balance.
My feet slipped
I'm out of breath.
At Naid's fingertips
Sound waves spread in a circle.
The song is torn,
Blue scales sink into the water.
behind the scenes
Light.
A beacon-like light slowly approaches.
as tempting as,
as if to reassure.
You're at the Refreshing Concert
Yes, go across the sea, avoid them, go through them, go through them
Refrucon tries to take a step closer and then stops.
"You can't get that close."
before we're done talking
Dried shoots Stone Arrow.
The stone flew through the water
penetrate the source of light.
When the light goes out
The water goes out like a swamp.
It's not on the water anymore.
The floor is moving.
The mud that looked like it was asleep
It suddenly unraveled
He jumps in to swallow his body.
Naid lifted the water up
Dryers tie the ground tightly.
Nature does not collide.
Share roles with each other.
At that moment.
A translucent figure rises from the mud.
As soon as I came out of the water
The body splits and bursts like fragments.
Shards are flying in.
The dryer swivels and wields the crossbow.
The shotgun spreads,
The sword sews through it.
under the surface of the water
The dorsal fins pass in a row.
It's not one.
Group.
Naird's eyes narrowed.
"It's coming."
at the same time as I said that
Even in the ground, movement is felt.
through stones and mud
Shadows popping out at an unpredictable angle.
Dryers pick their breaths.
And say.
"Here you are."
"This is the boundary."
on a coral reef
The power of the forest and the sea rises at the same time