Merfolk's Lullaby

Defeated?!

To think when I began my hunt at Sharkbait Cove that it would end this way! Beaten and humiliated, my weapons tossed aside. I struggled and spat as her bony fingers knotted my repos together, binding me. Each threat I uttered only made her laugh harder. And yet… She was glorious! I cannot deny it. With every shot she dodged, each blow parried, I realised I had finally met my match. I refuse to board the ferry. I cannot bear to return in shame — to see the faces of those who know me twisted into mocking sneers. Death it is, then. A new kind of journey, and perhaps new bounties? Maybe the Reaper himself needs an apprentice…

Merfolk's Lullaby