A Single Drop, a Mighty Sea (Closed with Witchy)

[Salamander]

The dragon held their ground as the human approached. They weren’t sure what to expect, having never gone hand-to-hand—or rather, teeth-to-hand— with any land dweller before. The sudden change in temperament was surprising, but more so was the indescribable sting of razor sharp metal piercing their skin. Unable to dodge, the blade made easy contact with Muto’s face, slashing over two of their eyes. Dark blood gushed from the open wound, spattering on the walls and floor. They screeched and recoiled, thrashing about violently. Much of the floor and ceiling began to crumble around them as they writhed in pain. Ignoring the jagged wood scraping into their skin, Muto wrenched themselves out of the hole in the floorboards, back down into the lower hull. Several large splinters of the deck became deeply lodged in their neck as they did so, injuring them further. They crashed down on their back and gasped as the illuminated water around them turned steadily red. Their upper right eye and lower left eye were blinded and swollen shut, at least temporarily; they had no idea how long it would take to heal. Muto struggled to bring themselves upright, their depth perception suddenly hindered. “Enough is Enough.”, they thought bitterly, glaring up at the murky silhouette of the arrogant human. After the way they'd just been humiliated, there was no way they'd let the thing get away that easily. Gritting their teeth, they launched themselves back up towards the surface. With an enraged roar, they breached and lunged out, teeth bared and electricity crackling.