>>6136664>>6136668The thrashing of the shark stills, its black eyes relax, you feel the beat of its heart stop as your poison takes effect, you untangle yourself from your prey and undulate your coils to push to the surface, lungs aching for air as your barbarian rage dies down, satisfied with the death of the shark.
As you reach the surface you see the crew of the ship watching with anxious or interested eyes.
"THERE! See! See there! Throw the poor bastard a rope!"
"He's bleeding!"
"Sure that's not from-?"
The shark bobs lifelessly next to you, drawing gasps and a pistol shot. But when they realise it's dead there are sudden cheers, laughter and, yes, a rope thrown to you. The captain leans over the rail and grins.
"Let's negotiate~"
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Once aboard, she circles you, stepping over your tail with high-booted legs.
"Not a SCRATCH on you!"
She rubs her chin, grinning.
"Alright, I'm impressed. I've never seen someone dive into the open sea and kill a shark in less than six seconds. Join my crew, I'll pay you gold for every shark you catch me and a good salary besides, I'll even give you a cabin for storing your trophies and your scaly behind."
Behind you the crew start winching the dead shark aboard.
She offers a gloved hand.
"Well?"
>What do you say? 