I'm a Stingray?

"Can't eat me, you bastard!" Timothy shouted as he used those little fins to lunge backwards with one big flap.

Such a procedure aided to form the banana attack, therefore his barb stuck out forward and struck right against the enemy's head.

But the attack wasn't good enough, the barb sunk just a quarter of an inch deep, nothing but a scratch for a monster like this one.

The 3 foot wide anglerfish decided to charge straight forward after that point, clapping her teeth over and over with a prime urge to bite this troublesome sea disk in half - her massive and pointy jaws would prove painfully successful if our hero made the wrong move.

Tim swam straight forward after that point, ultimately avoiding collision, floating at maximum speed over the enemy.

Through those seconds he was able to see how messed up the enemy's back had become: there are countless stab marks, the hump this crazy lady used to have has been almost destroyed and thanks to the recent attacks, blood was puking out of a few smaller holes.

Such battle wounds forced the young stingray to cringe in a bit of fear, as he contemplated. "How the hell is she still going?"

For the absolute goal of not ending up on this enemy's jaws, Timothy had swam behind the massive diamond stingrays who hadn't failed to prove the toughest fish that this den had to offer.

These past few seconds of observation has aided to have a rough death count of allies who belonged to this den, at least 40 have been killed thanks to this attack and the battle wasn't yet over.

The sharks have survived these attacks the most and 10 of them could be seen still putting up a fight with the checkered bastards that terrorised this den, that gave a hit that 5 or so reef sharks have been slaughtered in this attack.

Although a lot more enemies have been slaughtered, a great amount of 20 still took charge in battle and had a prime aim of landing more injuries.

He expected the big enemy to turn its tail and launch an attack once more but after turning around to face it, he could notice something that wasn't so favourable to look at.

The anglerfish has submerged into a chase, going after the only other blue dotted ribbon-tail ray that was currently in this den.

"Leave my sister alone you bastard!" Tim shouted and immediately charged forward to chase after the main enemy.

But his fin was still damaged so even with this rageful effort, he only managed to reach a maximum of 3 mp/h.

His route was broken in half and then spun when a bigger being floated above his head with grand speed, sharing patterns that weren't nearly hard to notice.

It was one of these diamond stingrays, the leader even. So at the moment this became an all woman battle.

In just a couple of seconds, the lady with the well deserved name ~ used her fins to attach on the big enemy's back, the grip wasn't so great as this wasn't even part of a stingray's instinctive attacks.

But the inflicted damage that came with it, managed to slow the enemy down which ultimately allowed Haze to swim away and escape death.

The new added weight itself forced the anglerfish to slow down, the several sharp pains took captive the rest of the speed - the leader had used her marvellous tail to puncture the enemy's backside more than enough time to disfigure that portion of the body.

Rakatakatakatakatakatak!

They heard that marvellous tone bashing against the basalt and coral of the long tunnel that represented an entrance, a 50 centimeter dungeness crab had the honour and displeasure of being the first to enter.

This one was the biggest obviously, it seemed like a big red plate with deadly claws. His friends were quick to join after, several of them were big while there were a few as well whom were smaller but still ready for battle.

Philip swam above the crabs and joined the battle as well, he swam behind compared to the rest just so he could lead this portion of the group to battle.

They've instantly crawled their way into battle, the greatest portion of them were battling the 15 remaining checkered pufferfish while the 3 biggest of these dungeness warriors, began lending a claw in battle against the seemingly immortal enemy.

The diamond stingray had landed so many blows against this enemy's backside that there could barely be seen anything on it apart from holes, but yet the enemy wasn't dead.

Everytime the fish around it had a slight joy when thinking that the enemy finally died, the crazy old lady began clapping her teeth again after one of those accursed eyes returned back to life.

The biggest crab slipped underneath the battling pair and stabbed upwards, bashing his pointy claws against the enemy's belly.

A few shots later, it began yelling something in its own language but the diamond leader had somehow understood it and detached from the enemy, swimming towards the rest of the battle to aid the slaughter against the checkered bastards.

With that step in battle taken, the biggest dungeness crab used his power to drag the old hag down and so the 2 other friends began bashing their claws against the enemy, 5 or so stabs per second was launched.

They didn't stop attacking even when this former-humpback played absolutely dead. No no, they just continued stabbing, landing one blow after the other and disfiguring this enemy in the marvellous process.

At this point, chunks of the old hag's meat had already flown here and there although not all of it was thanks to these crabs.

The battle had met an outstanding turn once these tough allies joined the battle, these checkered menaces started dropping one after the other and victory seemed transparent.

But...

Right through those few seconds, the entrance was given the displeasure of letting in a large group of these checkered fish. Their species were the same as the dead animals on the den ground and their intent through this breach was crystal clear.