I'm a Stingray?

It took barely a second to swim away from the enemy and make a sharp turn to face her. Seeing that the lady barely had any energy to move at this point, perhaps because of the slice across her belly, Timmy decided to offer another route out of this.

Here, he came to completely vaporize the enemy but now seeing just how fast she went down and what condition the lady was at right now, petty moved in. She almost killed him before and now... went down with just a couple of strikes, it is here where the boy realized that this enemy was overestimated.

Swimming just a bit more behind to avoid her, the brave stingray offered. "We don't have to do this, back down and get the fuck out of here. I'll turn a blind eye, will tell everyone you just fled."

Spitting out blood and using such rage to go against the smaller one, Alba tried to yell out but it sounded more like a dying bird. "Scared... you're scared!"

At this point the boy felt like his good deed was rejected with a harsh reply but yet judging from the blood pool, he understood why.

So while suppressing half of his rage, the boy pointed out the obvious. "I can literally kill you with just one more stab, use this opportunity. You lost. The friends of yours have fled like the cowards they are, do the same."

Pain taking over any rage her brain contained, the grey lady caved in. "Okay, go."

And then used the only energy she could collect to swim back in the little crack in the coral, letting a trail of blood tail behind her.

Swimming away from the battlefield and partially happy that he won't have to kill the lady, a thought emerged in his head. "So stingrays can die out of a belly slice? It was so easy, I thought this battle would last like 3 days."

That thought laid out, the young one continued with another. "I wonder how easy it will be to kill a shark, or an eel... Harold you trickster, I'm coming for you and my den."

Soon as that thought finished, he could hear a forced shout coming straight from the backside while his fins partially touched the sand, due to swimming close to the ground.

FLLKKK!

A half whistling sound inflicted the water. Paired with that shout, it gave the boy no solution but to turn around swiftly.

Doing so, his vision was overwhelmed by a tail as wide as him, punctured through Alba's body and the sand underneath as well.

Such a situation made the sea disk use common sense a bit more, therefore he gazed up and spotted what felt like the sky swallowing him.

But no it was just a diamond stingray, a few seconds of observance helped figure it all out. A familiar female tone shone after, reciting. "I thought you were smart. Why do you turn your back on an enemy?"

Afterwards that wide barb barged out and away from what we can now officially call a carcass, and the body just remained there with a blank look on the eyes.

Pissed beyond prepare, he shouted. "I gave this bitch a chance to live and the first thing she did was try to stab me on the back?!"

Wanting to assure that the crazy lady won't ever move again, Timothy charged towards the carcass and began to stab all around the head.

About 17 stings later, something unusual had still stuck to his brain and interjecting it with the aid of speechcraft was the inevitable. "Wait, you think that I'm smart?"

After getting the feast of watching the young fellow devour the enemy with stings, the diamond stingray lady answered. "Well, smart enough."

But then decided to show a bit of appreciation, "Thanks to your battle moves, we have killed the humans and received minimal damage."

Concerned, the boy pushed cockiness aside and asked. "Your friends got speared?"

Gesturing for the boy to follow, along the way she answered. "Just one of them, it's a light cut really. The spear just hit the edge of his fin and flew away."

...

They arrived back to where the past battlefield had started. The first thing that caught Timmy's eye were the pile of humans way up on the surface, along with their weaponry dropped all the way down to the sand.

The corpses were too far away to make anything out of their wounds but perhaps it was best this way. The boy decided that eating a human would feel way more weirder than eating a fish, all the organs and stuff.

As they arrived in the scene, the diamond stingray lady described. "We will first feast on these humans and then be on our way to this village of yours, you have won our alliance."

Happy but yet disgusted, the boy yelled out in joy. "That's great but... I don't eat humans, feel free to feast on them though."

"Suit yourself." One of the males here answered and afterwards swiftly made for the surface, the intent was obvious to pick out.

Spotting that a few dark skinned crabs had still remained here, Tim asked. "Does anyone know how to speak crab?"

"I know a little." The quiet male of these diamond stingrays answered and swooped in a bit closer to hear the boy out.

"Okay, I will make this short so the crabs can understand with those little brains of theirs." Tim assured and at this point felt like a dictator.

Acting like he was clearing the throat, the stingray began. "You crabs are far too untrustworthy at this point but we won't kill you. Instead, just stay here and remember the day when we spared you... I think it's enough to tell your little crabs about. However, I don't want to see you leaving the north side of this reef so stay here and just live out your lives."

As the diamond stingray explained, Osira approached and questioned the boy's stupidity. "Well that wasn't short, but why aren't we killing them?"

Proving that his memory wasn't too horrific, Tim recited. "This reef is dying and we need fish and stuff to keep it alive. These crabs dying today would only kill the reef faster, you'll know what I mean through the travel but trust me on this. These low excuses for crustaceans are needed here."

Unwilling to debate with all of that right now, the blue fish just answered. "You haven't been wrong so far, let's hope these crabs won't chase our asses like that undead hag does."