The Drowned Revenant

I had no time to react. 

The anchor collided with my head, and the world turned into a blur of destruction. 

My bones crunched, my organs twisted, and my skin exploded into shards of pain—liquid of gold was sprayed in every direction.

The deck beneath us splintered, as if the very ship had been cleaved in two by the sheer weight of the malevolent destruction. I felt myself flying, smashing through debris, the wood of the cursed vessel erupting like brittle bones.

"Aaaa…"

The force hurled me into the lower levels of the ship, where the remnants of undead sailors and tendrils were scattered like ragdolls, blown away by the shockwave. Darkness started to swallow me as the world trembled under the Revenant's wrath.