>>5356656>>5356688>>5356744>>5356936>Finish the job. we said he was supper and it's been a while since we've eaten.Mercy? Leave that for the humans! At least in this regard, to a defeated rival after a worthy combat. With the kraken pinned to the ground then, you search for something else to use to finish the job. The statue back in the temple seems like a good enough tool, as you break it free from its foundations and heft it back to the sea-mountainside.
The actual effort couldn't be called a "clean" one as you basically try to slowly bludgeon the kraken to death while it futilely attempts to avoid your blows. There can only be so many misses or half-hits however before you deliver a good few direct strikes to vulnerable areas of the great octopus, causing enough internal damage (despite his squishy body) to cause his eventual death. Overtime what had been a struggle for life and death in the creature, becomes progressively less till not but an errant twitch here and there.
Breathing heavily enough to produce your own current then, and still severely wounded yourself, you set down the viscera-stained statue to lean on it for support. Finally you are at your limit, but the cost of it; the King of the Deeps is no more. Standing with support in reflection of the dead sea monster then, you can't help feel a little bad for taking such a marvel of nature out of the world. But unable to come up with anything worthy to say, you settle down yourself as unconsciousness finds you.
One dead and one alive, but two sea monsters swept up in the darkness of the deep. The ocean to remember their leviathan battle, and any who can read the waters.
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