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He let her down gently and asked, ”Ready to try again?”

She nodded, feeling a new wave of determination wash over her as she started looking for her next target. There were several octopuses to choose from, and Ariadne spotted a smaller one that seemed to be injured. It moved at a slow and awkward pace, struggling to maintain a straight path. 

Remembering his words from their night fishing trip, she worked to target a spot slightly ahead of it. She focused on the octopus, trying to anticipate its movements despite its unique way of swimming. Her first strike was a miss, yet she continued undaunted, and she continued to chase after it. She snapped a few times until she finally made contact with the creature, bit down firmly, and resurfaced from the water with a wide grin. 

Finally! she breathed heavily as she struggled with the wriggling body, cringing at the sensation of it moving in her mouth. She set it down on the ground and observed as it wilted, feeling a mix of pride, curiosity, and a touch of disgust.