Hotter Than a Summer BBQ (1)

Erik stood at the front of the bridge. He left the pilot's cabin, since he wanted to be on the deck in case something arrived. 

Fifteen of the 20 Chimaeric Demons were inside the water already. Circling the ship and preventing the weaker thaids from approaching the vessel.

On either side of the ship, in the far distance, he could make out their faint silhouettes moving beneath the water's surface.

The Chimaeric Demons looked like they were fighting something—at least some of them. 

This was problematic, because it meant that the waters were filled with thaids. Even though they had only entered the area a short time ago, the situation was already more dangerous than they wanted.

<Master, > June's voice broke through Erik's thoughts. <We're fully in the corridor now. Our sensors aren't picking up any immediate threats Chimaeric Demons can't take care of, but...>