83 Fishy Fiends

"Looks like I'm making sashimi today!" Yeong-Un roared out in a laugh.

Glancing back at Yeong-Un, he could at least feel confident that he would be able to handle his own opponent, but Sol was a different question entirely.

I'll just have to trust in him for now–! I have my own problems to handle! He thought.

He ducked from a sudden swipe of the aquatic monster's webbed hand, unsheathing his daggers at the same time in an attempted counterattack–but it missed.

The Holy Water Dweller exuded a small burst of air from the gills on its sides, causing it to propel backwards and out of reach from his daggers.

"Tch!" He clicked his tongue.

It's pretty nimble, and smart for that matter, he thought.

Flipping his daggers between his fingers, he reversed his grip before reengaging with the fish-like foe.

After it attempted to swipe at him with a sharp stream of water running along its forearm like an elemental blade, he ducked past it before snapping his fingers.

"--Flinch!"