Pieces flew everywhere, drawing lines of blood on the ship as they moved through the air. And then suddenly, each piece would 'plop', hit the deck and leave a large splotch of blood as if the artist painting the world became frustrated and just smashed the bristles of the brush right there. The one that splotched down near to Rain was both emerald and crimson in colour: the painter forgot to wash the green off the brush before dipping it in the red and putting it on the canvas.

The emerald eye that landed nearby twitched around slightly. The iris and pupil encased in the green orb trembled and darted in all directions frantically before finally resting itself on Rain. The eye stared at him for a moment, trembling. Suddenly, the life that was left in it seemed to flee: the eye began to dim.

Rain looked right into it as it 'died'. "Don't look at me," he chuckled, "I didn't do that."

But that was definitely shadow magic.

Whatever it was had saved him a great deal of trouble by completely destroying one of the heads. He couldn't deny that. Now there was just one less head to deal with and probably because of that, there would be a lot less damages and a lot less casualties to deal with afterward.

The other heads roared in a mix of anger and pain. They began thrashing about relentlessly, splashing around torrents of salt water and rocking the boat violently. The people that were still hanging on were screaming out their lives that they were so desperately clinging to.

Rain pushed forward with his feet, leaping from the ship on to the sea-monster's head. In response, the head moved forward and opened its jaws wide. The Grim Angel reacted quickly pulling his sword and running it down the center of the beast's head, splitting it down half-way. The sword hummed loudly as he raised it up once more and sliced across, severing the split head from the snaking neck. The massive piece of pink flesh fell straight into the water, dying it a dark red.

The man set his feet on the neck and pushed off against it, sending it down into the depths after its head while using it like a spring to catapult himself over to the last head.

Soon, this will be over.

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