Date: 2013-03-31 01:47 am (UTC)
Triton was using Trident to its full weapon advantage as a couple of the oreads zeroed in on him, screeching "The sea doesn't reach here! You do not belong in this place!" He batted one to the side, but the other lunged at him. He moved reflexively, the Trident skewering her through the gut like a shrimp on a fork, but not before her sharp nails opened up a bloody gash on his shoulder.
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