All eyes were on this man, balancing himself on the head of the terrible beast. He was not, Cadenza had to admit, a bad figure to play the role of hero here. She could really, if she wanted to, just sit back and let him finish the monster off, and that would be that--sure, there'd be a little bit of a tussle first, but she didn't doubt that it would end with this Rain guy just cleaving the monster's last head off and saving the day.

But then again, that wasn't the way to make a first impression on your possible new employer, was it? And we can't forget to repay our pink scaly friend for severely upsetting my stomach.

The creature was thrashing about, sending wave upon giant wave crashing into the ship. The man seemed to be having little trouble staying atop its head, but doing much of anything with an enraged beast moving about like that so close to a ship full of innocents was risky. Cadenza planned to make the thing even more enraged--but, at the same time, it'd find itself with worries other than ridding itself of the guy on its head.

Like the lost of its eyesight.

Arrows were pulled out of her quiver. It had been quite some time since she used the old things...but they were just the ticket now. They'd fly farther, and penetrate deeper than the darts--all they needed was an extra kick. A little movement of the hands, a few words, and now...now they glowed with an even more intense shadow energy than the purely-magical darts had before. And that was saying quite a lot.

Aim hardly mattered here. If the monster moved off the course of her arrows, all it'd take was a little nudge via the shadows cast on the arrows themselves to move them back on point. Really, all she had to do was let loose of the bowstring, and--

--an earsplitting shriek rang out. It was loud enough that passengers of the ship found themselves checking their ears for blood. But the only blood to be found was gushing out of the beast's final pair of eyes, which were punctured by a flurry of arrows, and judging from how they were pulsating with magic...

...were about to blow.

There was a long, tense sort of silence, followed by another shriek, and the sound of a sword cutting flesh. Waves shook the boat as everyone opened their eyes to see that the last head had been cut off, and pieces of its eyes were scattered in bloody chunks on the sea.

All the passengers watched then in silent awe as the dark-clad man leapt back to the ship from the falling, lifeless body of the beast, and casually cleaned off his blade.

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