A Little Fight

A whirlpool of sand began to gather in the sky over the mermaid, merman, and the two oysters. The siblings looked at with a grudging gaze before slowing their pursuit.

The inner world was sensitive to aura fluctuations. Using too much power could sometimes create a sandstorm which was almost always a bad experience.

"But where did they suddenly go?" The mermaid bit her blue lip and snorted.

"Teleported. She could've done that long ago. That bitch was toying with us." The merman crossed his arms and pressed onto his chest in an attempt to withhold the fury that threatened to break out.

The two oysters looked at each other with unwilling gazes, their mouths opened and closed continuously as they chattered in strange sounds. Star pearl was a mutual benefit product for a mermaid and an oyster.

It was the mermaid enslaver's fault! The bastard blew up a large tree and provoked a bunch of crazy bees and snakes on it onto everyone.