Claws of Destruction
The sight before their eyes defied comprehension. It was a colossal entity, surpassing the mere resemblance of a whale in sheer magnitude. Gasps and exclamations filled the air as more individuals aboard the vessel caught sight of the ominous black shadow adorning the ocean's surface. Curiosity piqued, and some ventured to stretch their necks for a better view.
Among the multitude, the ship's captain remained transfixed by the colossal phenomenon. His unwavering focus fixated on the awe-inspiring spectacle. Fortunately, the sun's rays bathed the scene in broad daylight, sparing them the terror of encountering such an immense entity in the shrouds of night.
"It is not a whale," the captain proclaimed, his voice tinged with a mix of certainty and incredulity, "but rather an enormous crocodile."