A Single Drop, a Mighty Sea (Closed with Witchy)
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The display of aggression only prompted Octavian to give a foul sneer, even as the creature lowered its head and brought itself face-to-face with the human. Brilliant wisps of blue and pink danced across its brownish hide and long neck, basking the front of the mercenary's body in light. Up this close and aided by the light, Octavian was able to make out the detailed features of the creature's face — which, when he laid eyes upon it and saw that it was more fish-like than he'd initially thought, caused him to utter a small noise of surprise. But Octavian still refused to let his facade falter and straightened out his stance, but his grip on Behemoth tightened ever so slightly. He'd unconsciously raised an eyebrow in puzzlement when he saw the long, dripping tendrils lining the bottom of the water dweller's chin, but a sharp hiss drew his attention back to the center of its face. Two more pale green eyes popped open without waring, startling Octavian yet again. He reeled, curled his lip, but continued to hold onto Behemoth threateningly even more.
XXXXX "Alright," Octavian started. "You see this?" he added  lowly, adjusting his grip on the sword as he strode a little bit closer to the beast. His movements may have been bold but he was still cautious, still keeping an eye on the sea monster while he took a stance. "Since I can't get past you, I'll just have to go through you." Without another moment of hesitation, Octavian gave a mighty shout and swung the sword at the creature's lowered head.
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