"Damn it! What the hell is going on?"
Lor gasped for breath, his chest heaving like a bellows.
He stared fixedly at the bloody scene on the deck, his face grim.
As a veteran Guard for the Black Shell Trading Company who spent his years at sea, he was all too familiar with these Demons.
Shahua Fishmen.
These fish-like Demons that lived in the Deep Sea had always been known for their cunning and brutality.
They roamed the shipping lanes in packs, like greedy wolves, preying on passing ships to plunder their wealth.
But because they possessed intelligence on par with humans, they had always picked off the easy targets.
They would either attack coastal fishing villages or plunder small merchant ships.
Large, well-built merchant ships like those of the Black Shell Trading Company were typically targets they went out of their way to avoid.
But today...
"Watch your back!"
The pained scream of his companion snapped Lor back to reality.
