A small, thin figure moved quickly through the shallows.
It had dull green skin coated in a slippery slime. Its belly was a grayish-white, like a toad flipped onto its back, legs kicking at the sky. A fin grew from its back, but its overall shape was humanoid… a vague humanoid form. It had hands and fingers, but the digits were connected by webbing.
Its head was a cross between a human's and a fish's, with huge, bulging eyes that, like a fish's, could not close. Its pupils were fixed. It had gills on its face that quivered slightly.
"Aaargh—!" it shrieked, its voice hoarse. Its gills trembled even more rapidly than its vocal cords.
Pushing off with its back legs, the small figure leaped onto the shore, leaving a trail of wet footprints.
It walked into the muddy water ahead.
GLUG GLUG GLUG. One by one, Fishman heads emerged from the muck, responding with the same harsh, grating sounds.
"Aaargh!" "Aaargh!" "Aaargh!"
The cries echoed all around.
