I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 181: What turned the tides

It was evident that the situation had been forced to leaked through the hero's grasp of control. Because escaping a situation where enemies were coming from both sides, would require: large levels of intelligence, immense strength, and calmness in such situations.

It was fair to say that Timothy didn't possess any of those qualities. So using the whole little noggin he had, the young one tried to figure out a way to escape this situation unscathed, or at least alive.

He couldn't figure out a solution quickly enough, the enemies had arrived from both sides. One of the bigger and uglier ones, bulldozed the hero straight across the face. It felt as if this enemy was a torpedo, an angered one; because this particular enemy, didn't even have to open its mouth in order to knock the hero off balance.

The young stingray was blown off the route and smashed to the side of the tunnel, that's when the hero heard the system announce. [Health, -5 bars]

[Total health = 99/110 bars]

It took little thought to figure out, that if the boy's bodily durability was any lower, the damage would have been much worse. But in this case, it wasn't enough to knock him off cold.

Such a torpedo like fish, had it difficult to slow down after attaining maximum speed. So the type momentum it could build up, led to this beast of a short-fish to bash against its own comrades.

It wasn't noticeable how much damage that would have caused to the enemies, but in this case it had bought the yellow-coated stingray a few seconds to put an attempt of fighting back.

Shaking his head a few times to fight away the dizziness, the little boy noticed that the scene in front of him could be considered a train wreck ~ as a lot of enemies had clashed here against each other, because they couldn't slow down in an instant.

Fighting them all in this restricted spot would be a rather dumb idea, so he charged towards the portion of the tunnel, that would lead to the lower parts of the cavern and managed to slip through the crowd.

Most of these enemies were still putting in work to attain control over the situation, but some were swift and unscathed enough to chase the intruder.

[You've killed 3 fish of various species. It's confirmed that you don't want to hear out the details in such a situation]

[As a reward for those kills, you've attained 9 system points]

[Total system points = 186]

It felt odd how such notifications came now when he wasn't exactly attacking anyone. But after thinking it over, the clash this tribe had earlier, could have been enough to add additional pain. And the cuts he had already inflicted, must have been timed well enough to deliver the final unbearable blows against these enemies.

Before most of the tribe had shaken off enough pain to follow the hero, he had broken through the tunnel and headed towards the only fish that wasn't participating in the battle.

This one was the same 5-foot long fish who had given a speech earlier. His reactions remained emotionless once spotting a tiny stingray barging out of the tunnel, it felt like this battle would be quick.

But it became more and more noticeable that the intruder didn't show any signs of fear. And although irrational, the little stingray didn't show any fear in particular. So the big fish began feeling nervous for a short few seconds, and awaited for other comrades to come and handle this battle.

Such expectations felt stupid by now, because the intruder had gotten too close and even managed to land a strike. Agitated by what felt like a pinch on his forehead, the big fish put in an attempt to charge against this annoying critter who seemed dumb enough disturb their peace.

But regardless of attempt, this big bad man couldn't move most of his body, apart from one of his fins. But at this point it felt useless. Upon further attempts to move, the 5-foot long fish figured out that it was somewhat impossible.

Along with that sour fact, his consciousness began to fade away bit-by-bit. But before losing all control over his own body parts, this fish could feel a burning sensation on his forehead that was only growing stronger.

While this enemy was rendered immobile, Tim felt a bit more relieved as this fat fish would have been difficult to kill. The blue-dotted menace, had intentionally landed a blow against the forehead: but didn't quite expect for the shot to work this well.

It was more like he hoped for it to go well, that's why he had used the only drop of venom he had, to inflict more damage against this bastard.

Feeling superior, he began teasing the fat enemy. "You aren't so strong now ha? Suffer, worthless tar worshipper!"

The enemy wanted to say something but was rather paralyzed and couldn't do so. It would have been worthless at this point, because the rest of the tribe had caught up. They were rather staggered to see the leader floating so closely around the enemy, but eventually even the dumb ones managed to figure out that something was wrong.

The leader of any holy-tar tribe was respected beyond bounds, so these fish couldn't just start a battle around him and inflict any accidental wounds. So the entire remaining tribe had stopped on their spot, and were waiting for a command from their leader.

Although short lasting, the silence felt like forever because regardless of the many gazes that were sent towards them, the leader didn't speak out. Such a result felt agitating.

But the hero was quick to break the silence, indirectly lowering the morale of the enemies although the intent was to tease them. "Your leader is under my control now. Look at him, the fat-ass can't even move a muscle!"

A lot of these enemies wanted to yell. But the thought of their leader being controlled by a mere little stingray, was both offending and yet frightening.