Chapter 106: False Mask
Amidst sharp, ear-piercing screams, a massive chunk of the sea monster's tentacle—at least five or six meters long—crashed onto the deck of the 'Golden Hind'. It thrashed about violently, slick with blood and glistening in the moonlight, every pulse and shudder making it clear it had only just been severed. The thick, rubbery flesh still looked incredibly fresh—perfect for sashimi, an exotic treat that would explode with flavor! Even better, the Dragon Dung Potion had not yet contaminated it.
"Get moving! The captain will want this for his dinner!" shouted the first mate. The boatswain, Guss, Eight Fingers, and a group of pirates immediately leapt forward, using ropes, hooks, and brute strength to wrestle the flailing limb under control. They knew their captain's taste, and this tentacle, still twitching with life, would likely be his favorite delicacy of the evening.