Bab 503: Kraken's Fury

'I can't look behind either. I don't want to see whatever form this calamity assumes.' 

The colossal tentacles and their human-sized suction cups he had glimpsed were already enough for a lifetime of trauma. The entire thing?

'Most crew members will die of shock, and I'll freeze in a stupor for a few seconds. It's more than enough for it to shred me into pieces.'

As he swam into the unknown, a worried frown creased his brows.

'I must locate the city first, but how? It'll see me if I illuminate the darkness. Even worse. It'll hear me if I use my echolocation mana technique. I'm not even sure it's not already chasing me either...'

He bit his lip in anxiety as three options presented themselves, none of which he wanted to choose.

'I can exclude passiveness. It's not who I am and why I dislike Gaston's fighting style. Light will reduce the risks but won't help much if the city is far away.'