Bramblepoint We float before the sea and eyes,

Another mistake. The moment Ruvik spoke, the other dived towards him as if he had personally invited them forwards. No sound escaped their lips, no growl, no warning. There was a strange sort of hunger within their eyes, a look so deeply unsettling that it finally spurred the man's legs into action.

Only he was too slow to avoid the gnashing teeth of the other. They clamped around the loose skin at his shoulder, tearing into flesh, and Ruvik pulled away with a shrill yelp. Pain seared through the fresh wound there as blood began to spill, only he did little to fight back, instead continuing his struggle to back away from his attacker with a series of pleading whimpers.