[i] Kill me? [/i] The First Mate heard her words, but the process in which it took to register was far too long. Why would a beautiful women want to kill the most handsome of pirates to grace the seas? His head cocked to the side and he regarded the women again.

“When you say kill, do you mean literally or this bedroom talk for … WHAT IN THE BLOODY HELL!!?” The First Mate scrambled back in the sand, falling backwards onto his elbows as he tried to get away from the watery tendrils of water. “Ok… ok… I take it back, ye don’t have to buy me a drink!” He screeched as the water tendrils wrapped around the back of his legs.

“WATER KRAKEN!!” He shouted as he felt the pressure tighten around both of his legs. In a state of panic he reached a hand out towards the ship and what debris was in the water. He focused for a moment and willed the water under the debris to explode outward. The attack wasn’t overly accurate or powerful, but it would send several wooden boards, pieces of crates and waves of water against the attractive water lady. He was clearly panicking.